In Remembrance....

Time is the root of all this earth;
These creatures, who from Time had birth,
Within his bosom at the end
Shall sleep; Time hath nor enemy nor friend.

All we in one long caravan
Are journeying since the world began;
We know not whither, but we know
Time guideth at the front, and all must go.

Like as the wind upon the field
Bows every herb, and all must yield,
So we beneath Time’s passing breath
Bow each in turn, – why tears for birth or death?

~Bhartrihari, ‘Time’, tr. Paul Elmer More

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I know i should be sleeping at this time... but... I realise that my grief haven't really completely gone away. I thought I am fine ever since, yet it seems that I am wrong. My grief has apparently never left me and I do not think that it ever will...

But I do not want to forget. For this is the only connection left to you. If this is a small price to pay for remembrance, then I shall gladly keep this grief with me.

Where ever you are, I just want you to know that you are the best. And that you have given me all that you possibly can. You have raised me up so I can stand on mountains.