In the rising of the sun and in its going down, we remember them;
In the blowing of the wind and chill of the winter, we remember them;
In the opening of buds and in the rebirth of spring, we remember them;
In the rustling of leaves and in the beauty of autumn, we remember them;
In the beginning of the year and when it ends, we remember them;
When we are weary and in need of strength we remember them;
When we are lost and sick at heart, we remember them;
When we have joys we yearn to share, we remember them;
So long as we live, they too shall live, for they are now a part of us as we remember them.
To everything there is a time:
A time to be born and a time to die;
A time to plant and a time to pluck up that which is planted'
A time to weep and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn and a time to dance...
A time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to lose and a time to seek;
A time to rend and a tiem to sew;
A time to keep silent and a time to speak.
Ecclesiastes 3