With Decoration day weekend here it seems right to reflect. Just as Memorial Day has come to mean less about the past and more about the start of summer, there is no reason not to expand true meaning more in line with remembering, not just of the those specific lives but also the lives that allowed that dream.
Lives lived plain and epic.
These are all a part of our inheritance, take a moment and reflect.
Something from the earth came
Something for the world
Mosaic of broken fragile pieces
Tesserae of the deceased
Born to a novel world
Endless chain unbroken
Silent clocks rewinding
My song it is for mankind
Embers to the stars
We are their heir, dust on their palm
We are because of a million loves
We´re the perfume of the timeless
Last sighs on a death bed
Time set
For a curious ghost
Lives lived plain and epic
Of eudaemonia
12 score and 1 chain of lives unending
Welcoming as my offspring
Walks me to the weave