Remembering All Souls

We remembered those who had died tonight, in wonderfully candlelit darkness. We were accompanied in our memories by Byrd - I'm sure it was Byrd - The Contakion for the Departed, and The Lark Ascending; by poems and prayers; by the consolation of the smooth solidity at the heart of things that is God.

Remembering is at once easy and painful, but tonight it was also beautiful.