|I find comfort in the eternal nature of nature.|
Ten years ago today, I walked into the late summer night,
looking for peace.
I listened to the world around me
and heard crickets singing their end-of-summer song.
I passed a family of four, which was soon to be a family of five:
father, mother, great with child, daughter, toddler son.
I thought of how normal they looked,
and I thought of how so many families
would not feel "normal" for days, weeks, months, years to come,
When I heard the crickets, I thought, tonight the crickets are singing in Central Park.
The natural world lives on.
Night falls, the stars appear.
Humans mourn but all around the earth tells us:
Life goes on.
A time to weep; a time to mourn.
A time to remember, with love.
When I graduated from Penn State in 1979, one of my oldest and dearest friends gave me a copy of "The Prophet" by Kahlil Gibran.
Among his many beautiful words are these:
"The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain."
I have seen those words prove true in my own life. I pray the same for all who mourn and remember today.