A way to be remembered.
Look! A cairn left by another. Careful balance.
Stopping, admiring, thinking: what does this mark?
Who left this?
What was their frame of mind? Were they in sorrow, reverence, joy?
❖
If I built a cairn, what would I leave behind?
Is my legacy to be an inscrutable pile of stone, Lord?
Let me leave a mark on those around me, that we may remember one another in our stories unto the ages.
– from the mountain
Consider:
Can I send ripples of love to my fellows?
Reading:
“Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage which we did not take.” — T. S. Eliot
❖
“Your own self is your master; who else could be?” — Dhammapada 160
❖
“The memory of the just is blessed.” — Proverbs 10:7 (KJV)
Thank you for reading. If this helped you today, consider subscribing or sharing it.