Tag Archives: Death

Winter Afternoons

There’s a certain Slant of light, Winter afternoons – That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes – Heavenly Hurt, it gives us – We can find no scar, But internal difference, Where the Meanings, are…. When it comes, the Landscape listens – Shadows – hold their breath – When it goes, ’tis like theContinue reading “Winter Afternoons”

This existence of ours is as transient as autumn clouds. To watch the birth and death of beings is like looking at the movements of a dance. A lifetime is a flash of lightning in the sky. Rushing by, like a torrent down a steep mountain. – Buddha

“This existence of ours is as transient as autumn clouds. To watch the birth and death of beings is like looking at the movements of a dance. A lifetime is a flash of lightning in the sky. Rushing by, like a torrent down a steep mountain.” -Buddha Source: This existence of ours is as transientContinue reading “This existence of ours is as transient as autumn clouds. To watch the birth and death of beings is like looking at the movements of a dance. A lifetime is a flash of lightning in the sky. Rushing by, like a torrent down a steep mountain. – Buddha”

Something They Have In Common

My mother and Eric Clapton have something in common. Both are English. Her parents came from the Manchester area of England. Of course Clapton was born in the UK. But the thing they do share is the same date: March 30, 2004. Mother passed away the same day as Clapton’s birthday. She had just turnedContinue reading “Something They Have In Common”