“In the end” by Tara Sophia Mohr

In the end

you won’t be known

for the things you did

or what you built,

or what you said.

You won’t even be known

for the love given

or the hearts saved,

because in the end you won’t be known.

You won’t be asked, by a vast creator full of light:

What did you do to be known?

You will be asked: Did you know it,

this place, this journey?

What there is to know can’t be written.

Something between crispness of air

And glint in her eye

And texture of the orange peel.

What you’ll want a thousand years from now is this:

A memory that beats like a heart—

A travel memory, of what it was like to walk here,

alive and warm and textured within.

Sweet brightness, aliveness, take-me-now-ness that is life.

You are here to pay attention. That is enough.

-Tara Sophia Mohr

In the End is one of the poems featured in Your Other Names, the new book of poetry by Tara Sophia Mohr.

For more information about Tara, visit her website. And for more information about her book visit the Your Other Names web page. 

(photo is mine of a Westin Resorts destination guide book cover.)