Aging is real; loss is real.
To deny reality is to live in illusion.
Hurricanes blow; seas swell high.
Still, the sun rises and songbirds sing.
Bend like bamboo that doesn’t break in the wind.
On one side, the past, on the other the future.
Today you have your name, so let us speak to one another.
You are always in the now.
Already it is gone.
What you are doing right now is the most important thing.
Therefore, pay attention to what you are doing.
As surely as you were born, you will die.
You will take your place amongst the soil and the stars.
Death is real.
But death is no more real than love.
Who can dance at times of desolation?
Look into a child’s eyes and see what love there is.
Live the life you have been given.