Add parallel Print Page Options

Our name will be forgotten with the passing of time,
    and no one will remember our deeds.
Our life will pass away like the wisps of a cloud
    and be scattered like mist
pursued by the rays of the sun
    and overwhelmed by its heat.
For our lifetime is but a passing shadow,
    and there is no way to recall our end
    because it is sealed, and no one can bring it back.

A Challenge To Rejoice

“Come, therefore, let us enjoy the good things of life,
    and use creation fully, with youthful ardor.

Read full chapter