It is now a past life. I don’t know how to think of it any other way.

And

It will always be in the present.

The thought of rebirth is just that.

And

If living in grief constitutes a new life then it is one of minimal expectation. curiosity, empathy and harmony.

When and if the time comes to find fulfillment I wonder how much interest will be there.

And

Will I be able to let go what I discovered in the arms of grief.