The meaning in death is in the ending, in those who have been ripped away by the force of life, forever. The meaning in suffering is in the growing, and for many, they grow the most as their active part in the story comes to a close.
Ultimately, it laughs, and it plays, and it dreams... and we're all swept along, or so it seems.
Ultimately, it laughs, and it plays, and it dreams... and we're all swept along, or so it seems.
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day