or wiping dusty tombs.
Neither to disprove, of all future generations,
or even to prove that life is eternal.
It is a day to bring together,
the thoughts of great hope,
a day to banish doubts,
and seek the white slopes,
where the sun is rising,
to revel in the faith,
which transports us out of ourselves,
and the dead past into the vast,
and inviting unknown.
The stars shall fade away, the sun himself
Grow dim with age, and nature sink in years,
But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth,
Always to believe that we all live together as one.
Weather it be in living or the Dead.
- The living between lives