No one bothers you in a graveyard, they are afraid you actually may tell them why you are there
It is not the deaths that facscinate me, although that is a story itself
It is all the lives represented by the stones
Each stone is a life - an artificial measurement between taking a first breath and taking a last
We all know life is a process beginning before the first breath and ending after the last.
The heart beats before the first breath, and the cells continue to work even after death.
But still we reduce a life to the dash between the dates. Or even a space.
Someone said a hole was just an empty space waiting to be filled
I say clutter is just a hole waiting to be discovered
Funny how lives most full can be just a dash, a space. Or a hole
8/2/2013
I love this...
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