Carus, Memento Mori.

Carus, memento mori.

Beloved, remember that you will die.
Memento vivere.
Remember that you have to live.
A drop hollows a stone
not by force,
but by often falling.
Fire tests gold.
Mindful of what has been done,
aware of what will be,
Let your light shine.
One day, this will be pleasing to remember.
I am a human being; nothing human is strange to me.
Vive memor leti.
I live remembering death.

Back at Home

let’s say that the light is shining down on me again….I am now finding myself walking once more in the familial alley I have delighted to trod in my sweetest youth, on towards a new day, with a good feel of the earth beneath my feet, the warm and cozy air that brushes on leaves of green and carries through the ocean’s scent…here I am, feeling and seizing a present for the continuity of a colorful past into the future I have long been promised of, a life delightful to hold a claim to…

ah, life, great living! hah.

I am back in the arms I know’s always here stretched wide open, to help me get through life’s discourse, even when im turned around, I know, it reaches for me…sure’s one hand I'd always be grateful for being there”,

[….my other hand’s still open and free, as of the moment… hehehe.]