Surviving A Thousand Lifetimes...

"It snowed for a day and a night and a day. And when I couldn’t talk any more, I took her fingers and I put them in my mouth, to keep them warm. I don’t remember losing consciousness but I do remember being aware that I was dying. And then I heard her voice. She was reciting a poem, over and over. I couldn’t make out the words but I couldn’t stop listening. She had the most beautiful voice. It was as though I had known her forever, across a thousand lifetimes."