ralph vaughan williams...lark ascending

hope...peace...

the bittersweet serenity of looking above the dust and doom to a clear blue sky, for hope, renewal, the joy of tomorrow. the miracle that life does go on.. and begins again with each new breath we have, for every new child that is born.

and all life lived, for long or short, is a song sung forever, heard,remembered by all who remain when you leave. for each sweet soul ascended on september morn, may this song send you our remembrance .. hope .. and .. peace.

beverly joy