we, who've walked this hallowed path <br />to where rivers meet and mountains kneel. <br />who discovered fire in long ago caves, <br />and found treasures in books long sealed. <br /> <br />who took the hands of the orphaned child, <br />and held the old woman as she passed. <br />who laid down weapons and took up love, <br />and sought a future not bound to past. <br /> <br />who toppled kingdoms with peaceful truths, <br />who loved much at the cost of dying. <br />who valued a kiss over the world, <br />who gave beyond the cost of trying. <br /> <br />who stand at the gates of eternity, <br />having left nothing more than the living. <br />having lived nothing less than the loving, <br />left behind as gifts for the giving.<br /><br />Eric Cockrell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-hallowed-path/
