Finality’s Coda

To smile with one’s last breath,

Is to have lived with principles found or created

That made a continuum of honorable contributions

To the health and well being of Nature and our species.

What greater gift…

Than to leave behind to loved ones and strangers alike

Motivation to live the life they long to experience,

To imbue their surroundings with realms of love and kindness blooming,

Igniting a beacon of bright shining love

Too guide them through the darkened nights

Of lucid dreams of failure

And into a further addition to the tapestry weave

Of completion.

Instilling caution of thought and action,

Even as the momentary touch of currency thrills,

Remaining conscious that such wealth

Often fades like a fleeting mirage

Vanishing quickly from livelihood

To slavehood.

And what of this craze to build wealth of gold,

While throwing away opportunities to be of real worth,

Where love and kindness leave indelible marks,

Where the touch of compassion

Heals wounds that make hearts weep,

While obliterating the condescending nature of separateness.

How harmonious…

Leaving one coda of existence,

Accepting that another sublime iteration awaits,

Knowing one’s creative pen and baton

Will further the never-ending orchestration of your own

Unfinished symphony.