maybe the last part of the symphony was the music she loved the best- glad and like the greatest people in the world running and springing up in a hard,free way. Wonderful music nice this was the worst hurt there could be. The whole world was this symphony,and there was not enough of her to listen.
Every person was as clean and flesh and dressed up as she was. They smelled good. .. The start was marvelous. The beginning of this party was O.K.
when there is love,the widowed one must stay for the resurrection of the beloved — so that the one who has gone is not really dead,but grows and is created for a second in the soul of the living?why?