valley of the shadow of death . And we will emerge and go on to rejoice at the pinnacle of happiness , though slightly singed by the funereal sadness that settles upon us like embers from a flame .
We will become the funeral procession , too , watching as the wedding goes by . As it does , we will be enveloped by the aroma of joy blossoming in irresistible abundance . Even in our disheartened state , we will wade into the echoes of their joyful singing sustained not by a hope – but by the certainty that life and love are ahead of us as surely as the wedding party is .
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