Today I went to visit
Those who are already deep in the ground.
Between the eucalyptus trees
And the green fields
I could hear the music they would have heard.
The journey there was so beautiful,
With moments of quiet reflection.
In the middle of this beauty
So many graves stood
For all those who are no longer.
Do they see all this beauty around them?
Do they hear my crying?
Do they know that I miss them?
Between there and here,
Between what they were
And who I am today…
– Dedicated to a good friend that lost her father today.