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I Know What I Want On My Grave Stone

A stranger I arrived;

a stranger I depart.

(Schubert, A Winter's Journey)

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Pop0159 · 61-69, M

So why do you want to leave a stranger .. .. Out living others .. .. offending all ..

helenS · 36-40, F

@Pop0159: This wasn't meant to offend anyone.

Meaning is: I have never felt at home on this lonely planet, and I never will. Just footsteps in the snow, gone next spring when the winter journey is over.

Pop0159 · 61-69, M

@helenS: now I understand ...

Alfred22

@Pop & @helenS What sort of footprints or other traces would you like to leave?

We regarded it as a big accomplishment if we could "Leave No Trace" after we departed from a campsite. I am not so sure others benefit from most traces that we might possibly leave behind. Sculptures can last a long time and some are beautiful. Operas and musical compositions can last forever. I am not sure duration is a measure we should employ. The question is important and whichever way we go, it is perhaps why artists resonate with the Christian promise of a permanent life. No lonely souls in heaven.