Though Winter Come, Thy Will Be Done

Music: The Art of the Fugue, Fugue 19. By J. S. Bach. Sequenced by Alessandro Simonetto at Kunst der Fuge.

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Though winter come, thy will be done, For time must have an end, And death must serve the wanderer Who worships but the wind. The being of a being is Beyond all space and time. And yet . . . and yet each being is A moment with a name. Ah, wanderer! Do not fear The loss of joy and pain. For nothingness is nothing less Than never having been. Related Links *Sympathy Cards *Gift Baskets *Bereavement Counseling *Religious Counseling *Grief Support Groups *Flowers *Funerals *Funeral Quotes *Thank You Cards *Attorneys *Body Donation *Cremation *Tax Advice *Hospices *Freelance Writing