Around the stones of death we begin to live. The nostrum of schemes of winning fades to a brighter light of contentment and thankfulness. After the pains of loss come the comforting, come the strength.
Around the stones of death come the remembrance of things we thought would be forgotten. Emotional chaos from laughter to tears. Life will bring death and death will bring life. Circles of intensity that can never be avoided.
Around the stones of death do we leave our mark for a futures history. With embarrassing mistakes, with an unquestionable pride. As we turn the page of this book that could have ended with the last chapter.
Yet, we move on. Pebbles of life around the stones of death.