Never Forgotten

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered? Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance. ---------- Kahlil Gibran

For Eric, because it's his 17th death anniversary today.
Did you hear your pamangkins sing Eric?
They sang a prayer for you and lighted candles for you.
We love you and we miss you.
We'll see you, dear brother, at our journey's end.