Though earth and man were gone,
And suns and universe ceased to be,
And Thou were left alone,
Every existence would exist in Thee.
There is no room for death,
Nor atom that his might could render void;
Thou- Thou art Being and Breath,
And what Thou art may never be destroyed.
-Emily Bronte
(The last lines she wrote)
With love,
, 
and Family
