Nothing Goes Unmeasured

Lago Bombilla, Tierra del Fuego, Argentina

When it’s all said and done, I wonder if I’d spent enough time being in love with life

If I didn’t allow low-level temptations degrade my soul. Those of wasting precious consciousness, of judging others, of letting my creativity rot instead of nurturing it to bloom

I’ll wonder if I’d live in accordance with my own virtues

Did I add kindness to the world or to its rampant hostility?

Did I indulge in greed or walk unerringly along the tightrope of abundance? Receiving just enough whilst not taking too much, more than needed, pillaging the land and other to depletion.

Did I help soften hearts? Or did I make them harden? Did I help uncover the brilliant light of other souls? Or did I smother them?

Did I lift people up from the trenches of darkness? Or did I push them back down, just as they were cresting over the barrier that kept them from freedom?

Did I choose peace and love? Or warfare and hate?

When it’s all said and done, will my soul stand before the white gates and be seen as one of light and honor? Of nobility and grace, of poise

And with those musings in mind, with those questions forefront to guide,

I move forward.