IS THAT ALL THERE IS?
Well, now I have told it. The story of my life. My way that is. I've told it in a way that makes sense to me. I tried to highlight the crossroads I encountered in life, the danger points to my life, and the joys of living. I have used flash-backs and flash-forwards where such made sense to me. That is the way life seems to me, life is an illusion, my uncle Patrício Martinez used to say. "La vida is una ilucion." he would be heard saying to himself. Uncle Patricio was a little bit off I might add, but what he used to say often makes sense to me even now.
I hope this has been of some interest to some of you and that if you have some questions about any of it, you go back and read it again. Perhaps, you missed some of the stuff between the lines?
For Paul and Alex, and now Andrew Scott, if you read any of the forgoing, this will confirm that .... I am a has-been, a used-to-be ...(us2b) ... and a was, ... but at one time I was an IS ... in other words I had my fifteen minutes of glory!!!
I wish you a life of glory not all necessarily in the
lime-light. It can be fun!!!
And now ....
My Grave
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not
sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am the diamond glints on
snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain;
I am the gentle autumn's
rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift
uplifting rush.
Of birds in circled flight,
I am the one that glides.
I am the
soft star that shines at night.
Please, do not stand at my grave and
cry.
I am not there, I said, I did not die.
I'm Free
Don't grieve for me, for I'm free;
I'm following the path God has
laid, you see.
I took his hand when I heard his call,
I turned my
back and left it all.
I could not stay another day
To laugh, to love, to work, to
play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way.
I found peace at the
close of each day.
If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered
joys.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Oh yes, these things I
too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow,
I wish you the sunshine of
tomorrow.
My life has been full, I've savored much,
Good friends,
good times, a loved one's touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,
Don't lengthen it now with
undue grief.
Lift up your hearts, and peace to thee,
God wanted me
now, He set me free.
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Why Do We Get Heavier And Older As We Progress Into The Golden Years?
Here
and Now
Don't Ask - Won't Tell
My Epitaph is the last one on the
second page!
God Bless
America
By José Andrés "Andy" Chacón,
DBA
Free Lance Writer & Ex-Adjunct Professor, UNM
Chicano Motivational Speaker.