Storied Stones: A Eulogy for a Life Unknown

I wrote this unprompted while walking today, when I happened upon an overgrown stone long forgotten.

I see you there,

Stone embossed,

Raised figures denoting —

Life lived for a breath,

Departing at my age,

Forty-five seasons seen.

Death arriving at your best,

January 8, 1914 —

John L. Kennedy.

Granite holds the memory,

Vines creep as ages pass,

Dust once more in peaceful rest.

I see you,

I remember you,

Even though I never knew you.

“Blessed are the pure in heart,

For they shall

See God.”

Your closing statement, carved,

Powerful, profound,

Like a life lived before Him.

Farewell for now,

Dearly departed,

I will see you soon.

Dust

To you,

For you,

From Him,

In me.