Even though disappointed a thousand times or fallen in the fight and everything would worthless seem, I have lived amidst eternity. Be grateful, my soul, My life was worth living. He who was pressed from all sides but remained victorious in spirit is welcomed into the choir of heroes. He who overcame the fetters giving wing to the mind is entering into the golden age of the victorious. We use flowers in our ceremony this morning to help us symbolize the love that is hidden deep inside us.
Flowers are beautiful, and so are the feelings of love among people.
Their beauty cannot be measured, and neither can the feelings of people bc measured. Their life is short but new flowers will replace the flowers that die, and new love can come into our hearts. This bud is for the new babies who have joined us this year. Last year these babies did not exist. This year they arc here among us.