Death is but a path that must be trod,
If man would ever pass to God...
For we live in deeds, not years;
In thoughts, not breaths;
In feelings, not figures on a dial...
Life is not measured by the time we live,
But in how we show our love for God,
Through how we act to those around us...
For those most live who think most,
Feel noblest, act best, and live life well...
Just as night brings out stars,
So does sorrow bring out truths.
Of all these, this one is greatest...
In love nothing is ever too late,
For even after our tired heart shall cease to palpitate...
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
"We live in deeds not years..." It is not the number of lives you have lived... it is the experience you have had during those years which matters the most.
