Stardust .
If you came to me
with a f a c e I have not seen,
with a n a m e I have never heard,
I would still know you.
Even if centuries s e p a r a t e d us,
I would still f e e l you.
Somewhere
between the sand and the stardust
through every collapse and c r e a t i o n ,
there is a p u l s e that echoes of you and I.
When we leave this world,
we give up all our possessions and our memories.
L o v e is the only thing we take with us.
It is all we carry
from one l i f e to the next.
- Lang Leav
