How do you wish to be immortalized, Young One?
In a battle cry that resounds
O'er mountains and valleys,
Striking fear into those who would thwart you
And rallying those who stand by you?
For the way you stand resilient
Unwavering
Even in the face of tumultuous waters?
Or maybe, you'll live on
In the changes you brought
And the new life that sprung forth
From your rains?
What is it, that you wish to be known for?
The way you stormed;
The way you swept up the old
So they could rebuild anew?
Or the fire in your veins -
At your fingertips
As you watched it all crash and burn?
The new life you brought
Fighting through the ashes
Will remember you.
Or perhaps,
You will live on in all of those you touched,
The caress of the sun on your back
The calm whispers of the breeze
The silence that follows the snowfall.
Would you like
Your being
Carved in stone
To keep watch; to be sure
That you will never be forgotten?
Stone erodes, young one.
Even it,
Falls away,
To sand,
To silt,
To dust.The world will end, Young One.
The lights will go out,
And silence
Will swallow you up.
It will not end as it started.
It will end,
Not with a bang,
But it will slowly
S l o w l y
Fade
Until there is no memory
Of you at all.Your existence is fleeting, Young One.
You will not find all that you want
In one life time.
So do what you can
And live how you like.
But I promise you,
You will live on, in someway.So, tell me.
How do you wish to be immortalized, Young One?
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Written 4-5-19
Published 10-9-19
290 words
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Wind in the Trees
PoetryA collection of poetry that I've decided to publish. It all comes from my head and my journal.