Sorry for your loss. Your Abbey looks an awful lot like Kiki, who I lost years ago now, and who had such a profound impact on my life. I found this poem then, and it helped me a lot in getting through that very difficult time.
Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forget life, to be at peace. You can help me. You can open for me the portals of death’s house, for love is always with you, and love is stronger than death is.
Sorry for your loss. Your Abbey looks an awful lot like Kiki, who I lost years ago now, and who had such a profound impact on my life. I found this poem then, and it helped me a lot in getting through that very difficult time.
- Oscar Wilde, from The Canterville Ghost