“So live, that when thy summons comes to join
The innumerable caravan which moves
To that mysterious realm, where each shall take
His chamber in the silent halls of death,
Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night,
Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed
By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave
Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch
About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.”
William Cullen Bryant 1794-1878
Throughout my life, this poem continues to come to the forefront of my mind. Mostly for the single reason that it is my 94 year grandfathers creed and life quote. It has always been his advice to his grandchildren. A number of years ago I created an illuminated drawing and wrote the quote out for him in calligraphy on a 24×36 sheet of cotton paper. I am proud that it hangs in his living room to this day.
If you read through this closing paragraph you have no choice, but to be lifted to want to do better. To make better choices, to be a better human and live your life without regret. Imagine a country where this was the creed of all its population. That is a place I would like to live.