Poetic Journey in Personal Discovery

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I’d like to change my tombstone up,

Scratch off items that no longer apply

I never gave much thought to it before

I once welcomed the day I would die

Words etched in stone, I avoided considering

I cared not about the how or why

I want an altered, accurate truth to prevail

Not cemented, false lies

 

Here lies Elizabeth,

She lived and died with careless fury

She lived a life of self-destruction

And died prematurely

Drink and drugs inside her, among broken glass

A victim of a tragic story

Suicide by overdose,

Plagued by deaths vainglory

 

Considering what I want now,

Upon my stone grave

Words, once accurate, have faded into obscurity

I now think about my life, and death, in a new way

 

Here lies Elizabeth

Surrounded by the light she knew while she lived

She spread joy and love

To a world in desperate need of it

She sought to exist on a selfless plane

To other’s needs she did commit

She succeeded at her endeavors

Holding strong to God’s offered relationship

 

With grace she caressed her time on earth

With an unbound spirit she was free

She walked among the swaying wild flowers

And upon the raging sea

Mountains were as stepping stones

And she could rise above the trees

She knew the joy of living

Despite no guarantees

Fear could not contain her heart

Anger was simply an idiosyncrasy

 

We know not the arrival or method of our demise

We should not choose our own passing

But we can aspire to live in a way

Which brings glory everlasting

What will be on your tombstone

When your earthly body fades to gray?

Will your tombstone reflect light

Or will darkness and sorrow, cement convey?

 

I would love to take credit for this inspired idea. However, I give credit to a leader in a treatment program I was in.  He gave a lecture about scratching off items we don’t want on our tombstones.  I was strongly moved.  My unrealized tombstone was pretty ugly.  I’m on the side of “living” now.  I’m experiencing what life has to offer-clear-minded.  And, God willing, a happier display will be etched in the stone marker assigned my earthly body.  Changing up the tombstone baby!

 

©E.D. Allee

September 17, 2013

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Comments on: "On My Tombstone…" (17)

  1. Inspiring words!!! This reminds me that everyday I am sober, I can choose to rewrite my tombstone, my story, my mission. I would love to hit “delete” on the first draft of my life story, but if I did that, my final draft of my story would never be read.

    • Amen to that! The fact that we have several drafts throughout life is a blessing. Improvements by revision- good stuff! I’m excited for your tomorrows! I think we need to bust out our “tombstone bedazzlers”!

  2. I am pleased for you that is reads differently!
    Well done on your rise from the ashes!

    Mine would simply read:
    Here lies Chris,
    He is with you every day.
    He can hear you, so be bloody careful Of everything you say!

  3. loved this, simply beautifully creative and something different, fascinating out of the ordinary ideas that’s for sure

  4. Really powerful. The concept of rewriting your epitaph, even if it is not your own, is applied brilliantly here. Excellent poem.

  5. Beautiful, powerful and exceptionally written; the themes of this poem are incredibly motivational and efficaciously inspire change. Very nicely done ma’am.

  6. Your words always inspire me to think and think some more. I love that about your poetry.

  7. Reblogged this on journeyinrhyme and commented:

    Reviving some of my recovery basics. I need to read these more regularly!

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