At every graveside gathering there seems to be one women dressed in red. I only have theories on this phenomena and it would have to do with those who are there to celebrate a life and not to mark a passing.
Music: The Frost Is All Over
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Others - was written while reflecting on life and death and the transition between the two. There is a parting, a gathering, a marking of place and time, a reflection and perhaps a remembrance. At every graveside gathering there seems to be one women dressed in red. I only have theories on this phenomena and it would have to do with those who are there to celebrate a life and not to mark a passing. Music: The Frost Is All Over |
OthersWe live life with others First our fathers and mothers Then with friends and lovers But when we die we die alone And are lucky if others Mark our grave with a stone I have a pebble in my pocket for you Knowing you, and your feeling for Zen A small pebble will probably do! |
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