Raso Omunagbe Is Gone
“On life’s journey, faith is nourishment, virtuous deeds are a shelter, wisdom is the light by day, and right mindfulness is the protection by night. If a man lives a pure life, nothing can destroy him.” – Buddha
Last night I got a call from Uncle Ayus telling me that his friend, Uncle Raso, has passed on. But who is Uncle Raso, by the way? Raso, a nickname carved out of Reuben, was a builder of men, with an always curiously positive approach to issues. He was a man of peace.
Although Uncle Raso is no more, I am particularly happy, not just that he was, but especially that our paths crossed. Although his lamp may have been extinguished, his light shines on in the hearts he touched.
And such, dear reader, is the fact of life. The death of Uncle Raso diminishes humanity, for it is not him that passed on but a part of all of us that has. His song may have ended, but his melody lingers on. The truth is that he’s not gone because he lives in our hearts. We will therefore not just remember him for the things he provided for us, but for the inspiration he engendered in us.
Dear Uncle Raso, you’re like a stained-glass window, for you sparkled and shined when your sun was at its meridian; but now your darkness has set in, your true beauty is revealed – because you lived the pure light from within you.
And so, dear reader, let us always be aware of the sacred light with which we are entrusted so that when our time is up our true beauty will be revealed to those we leave behind.