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I value the ephemeral living--
the flowers and fruit of summer,
the sunset, the sea, the passing storm.
I value the love of those who love me.
I value those I love, and
I value most the few
who take the time to see me.
I value the valor of the human spirit.
I value the process of
growth and evolution.
I value the moments of clarity and unity
I’ve experienced.
I value my teachers and helpers.
I value comfort, stability, change,
growth, possibility, the divine.
I value my power,
and the claiming of it.
Around me when I die
I would wish for a few well-loved souls
who will remember the best of me.
And fresh air and sunshine,
and the scent of flowers and fresh herbs.
The knowledge that my ashes
will be borne to sea--Atlantic and Pacific.
That no empty pontifications
haunt my departing soul,
only a little music and soft farewells;
that friends do something
worthwhile of themselves,
in my name.
To the extent that I can be with you,
I will be with you.
I will always be interested
in what happens next.
by Carol Kohli
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