Etched

In the midst of death we are in life. - Thoreau

with lonely fingers

i trace your name in granite

flowered fingerprints

Author's Note

"His soul was made for the noblest society; he had in a short life exhausted the capabilities of this world; wherever there is knowledge, wherever there is virtue, wherever there is beauty, he will find a home." - Ralph Waldo Emerson speaking at Thoreau's funeral.

Reviews

[mou]

I do not know how many times I am remembered here but I am confident that there is someone who does care for me in that realm. It is so poignant and heartfelt
- mou

[Pete]

a difficult matter. thanks so much for sharing thoughts.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

we never do forget them, do we?

I could trace several of these now...friends and family lost...but in my mind I still trace their names and memories.
j.

[Pete]

no we don't because they are a part of us. our memories honor them.