IN VARYING DEGREES, WE HAVE LOVED

people through finding something beautiful
think something else unbeautiful
through finding one man fit judge another unfit
life and death, though stemming from each other
seem to conflict as stages of change...
difficult and easy as phases of achievement,
long and short as measures of contract,
high and low as degree of relation
but since the varying of tones gives music to a voice
and what is is the was of what shall be
the sanest man sets up no deed,
lays down no law,
takes everything that happens as it comes.

-Lao-tzu, Chinese mystic 500 B.C.


We're all just ships that pass in the night. All we can do is cross each other's horizons. We will never have enough time, enough resources, enough sense, and enough love to light up each other's harbors.

I have enjoyed your coming, and I have smiled when you waved hello.

But I know that the sea holds no bounds, and other harbor lights beckon.

Still you have allowed me to know you and in your wake, you have touched my being. So I will keep a light on... should you find yourself passing this way again... and wave, in remembrance.