“…legacy…”

Legacy 

A fine tree, along a well-trodden path, years of growth, times of soaking,

Nourishing in its roots and branches, like family trees

Roots run deep, in times of strain, love- deeper still

We received from our ancestors; we pass it on.

Live well and leave something of lasting value, “innermost of the innermost”

Far greater than monetary or material inheritance 

As the children grew the occasion fleeting,

A blink a moment in time, “as a moment’s foam upon the breaker, such are we”

Memory upon memory so precious and fine.

Grandchildren born a heritage to bond this day

To long ago, and to tomorrow.

History, the thread of life, “family register”, none smaller or greater

So, your days and years together have been many.

And the love knowable as the rising and setting sun.

Your hearts and care among, rise above any.

Hearts anchored, bound to one another's care.

While trial and turn have past as the seasons change

Love, understanding and legacies do remain.

The one thing we have seen bright as the new day is

The promise of the day, seeing your faces, wishing we would have “given more away”

What will we be known for when we leave this earth? 

Leave behind legacies,

Live on in the hearts of the people you touch,

Principles, wisdom, humor, thanksgiving 

Outspreading to friends; generation to generations.

“Tell us old things over again”,

“Make a mark”

Your history, your dreams, your passions, your breath, legacies remain 

“It’s the only way I know how to breathe,”

“…the standing stones you place throughout your life

Passing the values, faith-lessons," and driving spirit 

To family, others and generations that follow.

Life lived so fully, issuing of life

that no vessel could have,

Oh, the memories, the time.

Oh, the time, the beautiful weaving of life

Though at times a desire to reach back overwhelms...

Future hope does not allow for it, casting down any crowns, when all else fades

legacy goes on

“Time really is a circle. I can see that now.”

But then you look and see... 

The newness, surrounding beauty,

True joy, contentment, 

Don’t sell your memories,  

Get each day and live it fully for the memories must be cause for gratitude,

Fashioned and lived to remain...

 “There is no greater way to love than to give your life for your friends.” (John 15:13)

Legacy, Glimpse poetry, by Joe Holuta