Today I died. But don't feel sorry for me because yesterday I lived. Today I see nothing. But yesterday I saw more than the beauty of colours more than the flight of a butterfly, I saw love and life and didn't understand what it was I was seeing. Today I hear nothing. But yesterday I heard more than the singing of angels more than the soft breathing of a lover, I heard love and life and didn't comprehend what it was I was hearing. Today I smell nothing. But yesterday I smelt more than the perfume of crushed roses more than precious mountain air, I smelt love and life and didn't know what it was I was smelling. Today I say nothing. But yesterday I said more than a Shakespearian sonnet more than the words I love you, I spoke love and life and didn't grasp what it was I was saying. Today I feel nothing. But yesterday I felt more than the caress of the wind more than the fear of dying, I felt love and life and didn't appreciate what it was I was feeling. Today I died. But don't feel sorry for me because yesterday I lived... even if I didn't realise it at the time.