Will, In Passing (a man who was not what he claimed to be, and when caught, took his own life).

We all pass, as we must
In and out of this life
Leaving legacies, touching, breathing
Learning our way against misfortune

Perhaps now is not for understanding and
Asking questions that have no answer but
Seeking beyond knowing to find and
Caring beyond duty to love, to
Having trust in all, in others
And, when the grass is withered, there,
Long last, sun-blinded,
Leaves falling remind us of you.

Pray tell us; yield, for we must know why.
Have heart as you release our hands.
Do not go bitter, only go. Gently.