September is a month of celebrations, nostalgia and special memories in my household,
As I ushered in the month with a little trepidation, I promised to live up to the promises of the month.
I realized that the wonderful blessings life has in store for me are almost upon me. I am much happier,
stronger and look forward to what's to come.
I have so many thoughts running in my head, and so many poems and stories to put together, however, I am taking a break from it all for the moment.
I received a beautiful email from Robin Sharma along with his message about his new program, The Wealth Money Can't Buy Method, he forwarded this poem. A very meaningful one I should say. Everyone should realize that life is precious and short and definitely not to be taken for granted.
Here's the poem for your kind reading.
Who will cry when you die - A Poem by Robin Sharma
Who will cry when you die?
Who will speak of your life in celebration of all you have done, become and made.
Who will speak of your specialness.
At the end.
You matter. Highly.
Famous, influential and prominent.
Or not.
Oh what you’ve experienced.
The secret trials you’ve endured.
The troubles you’ve turned into triumph.
The rich wisdom you’ve gathered.
The good you’ve done.
Ponder your ending.
Intimacy with mortality.
Sensibility of finality.
No postponing of the doing of brave things.
Giving more than you take.
Giving your hidden gifts the light of day.
So you withhold nothing.
For potential unexpressed becomes regret made manifest.
Have a great month of September.
Shobana