"Lest We Forget"

Time stands like stones in the ground.
Marble marks the rest in life.
Time stands eternal still,
The lull in infinite transition.
Trees loom high above earthen tombs.
Earth covers over earth.
Sound hangs in whispered tune,
As clear-cut letter deciphers man's condition.
Time hangs still, lest we forget,
For no man.

- October 26, 2008

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So, amidst traversing (and partially trespassing) through a field of cow-pies and boggy hitch-hiker seedy things sticking to my person, part of the adventures of this Sabbath involved a trip to a Civil War cemetery. i don't much like cemeteries, or my birthday for that matter, for certain reasons pertaining to death... but every so often, it is good to see outside of the bustle of humanity the outcome of life. For all the hustling and worrying very little attention is paid to the fact that we're all (unless Jesus comes back soon) going to be under a plot of land somewhere. Morbid, perhaps, but no less true. But to be serious, seeing all of the grave stones and a vast majority of them marked "Unknown" it got me thinking. These were men with hopes and aspirations, dreams and visions just like all men; but all they have to show for it on earth right now is a stone with narry even their name on it. Then the words etched in stone above said: "Lest We Forget" -- indeed, lest we forget that we are mortal. That we take nothing into this world with us and will take nothing out; that only what is done for God will last. Time seemed to stand still in that little plot of land, but that is only an illusion; because, really, time is an illusion -- temprality and time itself are generic knock-offs of the origional: eternity. And there is an eternity ahead. Lest we forget, we live now but a moment, but we shall live forever... who and what are you living for?