a door to which

there is no key

a screen beyond which

no one can see

what lies beyond

gnaws at the heart

not a flicker of light

seen through the night

hope that springs eternal

keeps the mind sane

trudging through the mines

lurking in the uneven terrain

As Leo Buscaglia returned from his father's funeral he found at his doorstep a bouquet of flowers, a bar of chocolate and an anonymous note. "This is just to remind you, even after your father's death, there are still beautiful things to see and sweet things to eat. Life is still on. Live on. With love"