Life is a dream
walking, death is a going home.
caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls a
If tears could
build a stairway, And memories a lane,I'd walk right up to Heaven
And bring you home again.
The soul takes
flight to a world that is invisible, and there arriving she is sure
of bliss and forever dwells in paradise.
Lady Jane Grey, the
We meet but briefly
in life, if we touch each other with stardust Ė that is
We understand death
only after it has placed its hands on someone we love.
Where there is
sorrow there is holy ground.
Death - the last
sleep? No, it is the final awakening.
For death is no
more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.
He spoke well who
said that graves are the footprints of angels.
Across the years I
will walk with you - in deep green forests, on shores of sand and
when our time on earth is through, in heaven too, you will have my
Love here on earth
Love beyond the grave
There are no roads
My love for you can't pave.