We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind. In the faith that looks through death, in years that bring the philosophic mind.
When I was a kid a growing up in Ontario, Canada, Lake Erie was so polluted, I never thought it would ever, EVER be turned around where they could start cleaning it out in my lifetime!
It is incumbent upon us to understand our greatness and believe in it so that we do not cheapen and profane ourselves.