Dedicated to Portia, in memory of her grandmother.
Dawn 8/14/03
Our loved ones fall ill
and eventually pass away.
And the days go by.
Our hearts may fill with sorrow
and our thoughts be shrouded in darkness,
But yet the days go by.
We may live our lives with suffering
and worry with each passing hour,
and still the days go by.
Life never stands still.
The river of time is ever flowing.
With each passing minute, the world changes around us
and we must accept the changes and keep going.
Our hearts are our guides.
They continually lead us on
towards the perfection of love and hope.
Upwards, onwards, towards an everlasting dawn.
The dawn that must come after every night.
The dawn that brings us faith, hope, love and warm soothing light.