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sábado, maio 28, 2005

The Evidence of Things Not Seen

Faith lights us, even through the Grave,
being the Evidence of Things not seen.
And this is the Comfort of the Good,
that the Grave cannot hold them,
and that they live as soon as they die.
For Death is no more than a Turning
of us over from Time to Eternity.
Death then, being the Way and Condition of Life,
we cannot love to live, if we cannot bear to die.
William Penn (1644-1718)
Music by Ned Rorem (1923-)

Não choro porque não sofres mais. Vives em mim enquanto permanecer. Basta-me olhar para as minhas mãos. São as tuas.