A jade curtain of
willow fronds
parts world of
green earth
from that of blue pond
A grey curtain
of read more

A jade curtain of
willow fronds
parts world of
green earth
from that of blue pond
A grey curtain
of morning mist
separates turquoise waters
from blue sky
A more slender
veil is
at the portal
hiding the paradise
of the immortal.

Your lost friends are not dead, but gone before, advanced a stage or two upon that road which you must read more

Your lost friends are not dead, but gone before, advanced a stage or two upon that road which you must travel in the steps they trod.

Let us endeavor to live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.

Let us endeavor to live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.

Seeing death as the end of life is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean.

Seeing death as the end of life is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean.

Death ends a life, not a relationship.

Death ends a life, not a relationship.

I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by living, by losing.

I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by living, by losing.

Hell is where everyone is doing his own thing. Paradise is where everyone is doing God's thing.

Hell is where everyone is doing his own thing. Paradise is where everyone is doing God's thing.

Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.

Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.

At least when you are dead you will know what silence truly sounds like.

At least when you are dead you will know what silence truly sounds like.