Brooklyn Memorial: Closing Words

 

 

Though his life was short, it was a gift to this world and to all who knew him. Felix left an indelible mark on so many. He will be remembered for his art, his intellect, his caring heart, and his deep and complex soul. Though his life was short, he left those who loved him with so many gifts.
 

The sharing of love and the remembering does not stop today. Every time you speak Felix’ name, see a particularly beautiful window display, stumble on an object forgotten and find in it beauty; every time you offer kindness to others, or consider how your gifts might make this world better for us all, you will ensure that Felix lives on. Every day that you go on living, creating, offering beauty to the world through your existence, you will be honoring Felix.

 

 

Felix, so acutely aware of the cycles of living, surely understood what Arthur Graham articulates so well:

Each of us is an artist,
Whose task it is to shape life
Into some semblance of the pattern we dream about.
The molding is not of self alone,
but of shared tomorrows and times
we shall never see.
So let us be about our task.
The materials are very precious
And perishable.

Our lives are precious, all too often, too short, and they are part of a larger infinite cycle of living and dying. Within that cycle, love given and received never dies. This is a simple truth. May we know it deeply as we navigate our grief and celebrate Felix’ life.

 

May all our lives be filled with beauty, creativity, and love.