Yet It All Seems Limitless

I used to go running in Volunteer Park in the Capitol Hill neighborhood of Seattle. A favorite route was to run to Lakeview Cemetery, go up the hill where Bruce Lee and Brandon Lee are buried, and read the words inscribed on the gravestone of Brandon Lee:

“Because we don’t know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that’s so deeply a part of your being that you can’t even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more. Perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.”

Paul Bowles, Under a Sheltering Sky

Rest in peace, Moon Walker