Fascinating,
isn’t it? Who is acknowledged in life, and when. Before; or after death? The
price of the acknowledgment, or its absence.
And who, among us, creates or
lives or breathes or understands or sings or dances or farms or problem solves
or discovers, and is fleetingly, or never acknowledged.
A reminder that our
ultimate and true worth is something we ourselves must engender and cherish.
No comments:
Post a Comment