near and far, far and wide, i wish you all a happy easter - eat chocolate, look for eggs, and remember that we're celebrating something more than candy...

from a friend most dear:

"from too much love of living
      from hope and fear set free,
we thank with brief thanksgiving
      whatever gods may be
that no life lives forever;
that dead men rise up never;
that even the weariest river
      winds somewhere safe to sea."

- swinburne, “the garden of prosperpina”

i still seek the sea. i still look at the stars, listen to the wind, hear the wind blowing through the trees.

i still cry when it rains; and when i cry, it rains.