We carried our grief to the ocean's edge, sat quiet in the sand; the sorrows softened as the waves washed over them and the brilliance of the morning sun upon the shimmering waters filled our hearts with wonder.
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Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar: Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God, who is our home: Heaven lies about us in our infancy!