by Michael Josephson
Taken from the Documentary Film
For each of us, eventually,
whether we're ready or not,
someday, it will come to an end.
There will be no more sunrises, or sunsets.
minutes, hours, or days.
the things you collected,
whether treasured or forgotten,
pass to someone else.
wealth, fame, and temporal power
shrivel to irrelevance.
will not matter what you owned, or owed.
grudges, resentments, frustrations, and jealousies
to your hopes, ambitions, plans,
to-do lists will expire.
wins and loses that once seemed so important,
won't matter where you came from,
what side of the tracks you lived in the end.
won't matter if you're beautiful or brilliant.
your gender and skin color will be irrelevant.
what will matter?
will the value of your days be measured?
will matter is not what you bought,
what you built.
what you got, but what you gave.
will matter is not your success,
will matter is not what you learned,
what you taught.
will matter is every act of integrity,
compassion, courage or sacrifice
encouraged others to emulate your example.
will matter is not your competence,
will matter is not how many people you knew,
how many feel a lasting loss when you're gone.
will matter is not your memories,
the memories that lived in those that loved you.
life lived that matters
not of circumstance,