Sunday, September 13, 2015

His memory a benediction

From the tombstone of Dudley Snyder . . . who was buried on this date in the year 1921 . . . 

His life was an inspiration,

His memory a benediction.

The above is an adaptation of the last lines in the following composition . . . 

He has achieved success
who has lived well,
laughed often,
and loved much;
who has enjoyed the trust
of pure women,
who has gained the respect
of intelligent men
and the love of little children;
who has filled his niche
and accomplished his task,
who has left the world
better than he found it,
whether by an improved poppy,
a perfect poem,
or a rescued soul;
who has never lacked
appreciation of Earth's beauty
or failed to express it;
who has always looked
for the best in others
and given them the best he had;
whose life was an inspiration;
whose memory a benediction.


Saturday, August 1, 2015

Quoting W. Somerset Maugham

Quoting W. Somerset Maugham from Razor's Edge [which I am watching at this moment] . . . 

This is the young man of whom I write. He is not famous. It may be that when his life at last comes to an end, he will leave no more trace of his sojourn on this earth than a stone, thrown into a river, leaves on the surface of the water. Yet it may be that the way of life he has chosen for himself may have an ever-growing influence over his fellow man so that, long after his death perhaps, it will be realized that there lived in this age a very remarkable creature. 

Monday, July 27, 2015

Wings of Time

Remember me in the Family Tree -
my name, my days, my strife.

Then I'll ride upon the wings of time
and live an endless life.