excerpt from “On Death”


For what is it to die but to stand naked

in the wind and to melt into the sun?

And what is it to cease breathing, but to

free the breath from its restless tides, that

it may rise and expand and seek God

unencumbered?

Only when you drink from the river of

silence shall you indeed sing.

And when you have reached the mountain

top, then you shall begin to climb.

And when the earth shall claim your limbs,

only then shall you truly dance.

-Kahlil Gibran

In Loving Memory of Maya Eleanor Ing An Ly,

Mary Louise Sanders, and Ethel Mae Stevens

Whose memory do you honor?

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