{"id":1854,"date":"2026-06-06T13:40:00","date_gmt":"2026-06-06T13:40:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/?p=1854"},"modified":"2026-06-14T20:41:27","modified_gmt":"2026-06-14T20:41:27","slug":"legacy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/?p=1854","title":{"rendered":"Legacy"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\">When we are gone<br>when our bones are dust<br>when are DNA is deteriorated <br>and when our belongings <br>are repurposed, <br>thrifted, trashed:<br>What will remain?<br><br>What imprint <br>will our brief presence <br>on this orb leave<br>for those who linger?<br><br>How will our memories <br>convert to larger lessons<br>for future generations?<br><br>What do we want <br>the echoes of our absence<br>to press into the living? <br><br>We know that energy<br>is never lost, nor formed<br>it is only borrowed.<br><br>And perhaps it is the same<br>with emotions, <br>with hopes, <br>dreams, passions.<br><br>I hope to leave a legacy<br>of kindness<br>of compassion<br>of wit<br>of joy<br>of deeply felt existence.<br><br>I hope the energies that <br>fed me<br>pushed me<br>directed my purpose<br>find new homes in <br>the ripples and shimmers <br>seen in jangling shadows<br>cast by windswept <br>leafy branches.<br><br>A little hint, <br>a wisp <br>of something bigger<br>in the void <br>of my physical self.<br><br><\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cLegacy,\u201d a little alchemy between memories and shadows, energy is neither lost nor formed, only borrowed. Written Saturday, June 06, poem 157 in a series of 365 poems written by Diana Ludwick in 2026. Photo, &#8220;Windswept Shadows&#8221; by Diana Ludwick (c) 2026. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1888,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,2,776],"tags":[1408,1415,1422,1413,1414,1419,1406,1418,1405,74,177,1288,761,590,1410,1416,1407,130,1409,64,1411,1417,1420,1412,1421,1423],"class_list":["post-1854","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-2026-poetry-challenge","category-poems","category-short-form-musings","tag-absence","tag-bones","tag-directed","tag-dna","tag-dust","tag-energies","tag-energy","tag-existence","tag-feelings","tag-future","tag-generations","tag-june","tag-legacy","tag-lessons","tag-linger","tag-living","tag-matter","tag-memories","tag-presence","tag-purpose","tag-remain","tag-shadows","tag-something-bigger","tag-trashed","tag-void","tag-windswept"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1854","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1854"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1854\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1897,"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1854\/revisions\/1897"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/1888"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1854"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1854"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1854"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}