Let there be something left when I am gone
As evidence of my mentality,
Some luminosity that I have shone
That brightly lightens all posterity.
It isn’t fame and glory that I seek
But only to have fashioned something good
As evidence that though life can be bleak,
It’s glorious when rightly understood.
That life and mind and mystery should occur
Presenting us with challenges to face
Has led us throughout history to infer
That under all, there’s some amazing grace,
Some cosmic Mind, some grand progenitor,
An awesome source we surely must adore.