Dedicated to the man who had nothing to share but his memories, who for the very first time showed me the inescapable point in a person’s life when one cannot live in the moment.
Unseeing eyes stare into the distance, peering to a future that is not. Within, the mind is a storm of memories that come unbidden. The fire that once defined everything has burned out, and the ash of sacrifices made is all that remains, to be blown away by the winds of time that caress the soul all the while eroding it gently. Yet, within the storm and winds dust settles upon the heart. The past is where it shall live, defying time, for nothing but void fills the moments now as they pass slowly, for life is no more the pause pregnant with possibility as it once was…
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speechless!!
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