It’s not the eternal slumber of sweet death that finally brings me peace,
My peace is far beyond thinks that I did accomplish,
Truly my Existence, my peace, lies in thinks that I had yearned for
– Tuomas Törmä
“I existed from all eternity and,
behold, I am here;
and I shall exist till the end of time,
for my being has no end”
– Khalil Gibran (link)
Before first steps I did not know how to walk,
all I could do was to crawl and hide
But after seeing others falling back to ground only to rise again
All I could do was to follow them
-Tuomas Törmä
“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.”
-Albert Camus (link)
Ah, you are truly one of the most wisest father of Time,
You always see your judgments through for good and bad,
You are the one who taught us patience and value of life,
You give us our most precious moments that we treasure our whole life,
You are the one who make us see better for tomorrow,
You are the one who shows us our past and other side
It’s only shame that with your Scythe my inner fire fades away never been rekindled again…
Tuomas Törmä 