The last day I spend with you,
Forever gone you shall be,
As we depart, your ashes in the sea.
Hopefully one day you shall remember me,
After your ashes lay down in the sea,
The waves they smile so reluctantly,
Knowing that you shall be joining them soon. I represent a juxtaposition of seemingly opposite views in two poems: The Tide Rises, The Tide Falls, and A Psalm of Life. In Tide Rises we see the washing away of evidence that one has lived and passed this way, yet in Psalm of Life, he uses foot prints in the \"sands of time\" that are not washed away but remain to remind us of great men who passed this way. \"Lives of great men all remind us / we can make our lives sublime / and departing leave behind us / footprints in the sands of time....then he tells how these footprints can lift and elevate a \"forlorn\" brother who may have lost his way. It\'s true that we all are just passing through this earth life, and as the generations keep coming, we will pass into obscurity with only the remnants of our having been here being our name on a grave marker, or a family pedigree chart...UNLESS we choose to do something that leaves our mark on the world. Write your book. Paint your pictures. Compose your music. If those arent\' your talents then write your life story. Put it in a book format. Leave a legacy of your life\'s lessons. I did this very thing so I won\'t be forgotten. Mine is STRUMMING ON HEART STRINGS: THROUGH DOORS OF ONE WOMAN\'S JOURNEY. My friends, leave footprints that \"the little waves, with their soft, white hands\" cannont \"Efface the footprints in the sands...\" Even though we\'re here for a brief time, our lives matter. Before the tide\'s soft, white hands begin messing with your footprints, determine your legacy...write your life into the annals of history, even if it\'s just your family history. You may be the salvation of a grandchild or great grandchild. Read A Psalm of Life to feel the impact of what I\'m trying to share with you. Blessings on your journey...