All is in the mind and in the heart: br there are no empires and no entities, br nought can be owned and nought possessed, br in mind nor heart; our parents, partners, kith and kin br are but changing shadow puppets in br the self-constructed drama of our life - br br and this the humbling truth, which in our mind we know br yet in our heart, wish that it were not so; br loving the flight of free and graceful birds br yet wishing all within the golden net br of our own love - that love which can so quickly seem to go... br br and so, since we can never own those things br which bring us all our joys and all our life br we can no more say hello nor goodbye br when all is all within, yet all without... br br this freedom should bring joy - were we so bold br that in ourselves, we knew it to be so; br so, meeting some new face, know it to be - ourself; br and saying goodbye - be it to dust and ashes said - br know, what we never owned, can never lose; br br for 'hello' was an ancient wish - 'be whole and well', br and 'goodbye' meant 'God be with ye' in a distant age; br 'fare well' a blessing too, a wish beyond br our view of self, and loss - or death - or gain; br and thus beyond all pleasure lost, or pain; br br what cannot be acquired can not be lost; br 'goodbye, my love' a frail, transparent ghost; br love weeps beside the grave's heart-rending sorrow, br yet lives to love, heart beat again, the morrow.