In life we are at home, in death we are gone. In sorrow we mourn the death of a loved one. Without consequence we would not know what is wrong. Forever we are searching for a place to belong.
As we grow our wings, we venture off into the distance. A life of memories behind us; a gift from the gifted.
In light we find ourselves surrounded by mystery; What next on this journey? What next in this story? What next to see and who is looking inside? The tale of our experiencesβ¦the days of our lives.