You have seen that before you lies
a great stretch of road, and it is wind-swept.
Or blasted by the hot sun. Or covered in snow.
Or it is dirt. Or concrete.
Or shrouded in darkness. Or bright,
and clear, so you have to squint.
But no matter what, it feels utterly empty.
But there are sons who have lost mothers,
and mothers who have lost sons.
So, we must live the best life we can.
From the movie “Twelve”, 2010