Life is fluid, a winding stream through landscapes never ending.
The heart grasps at memories past, holding them still to keep them near.
But TIME is moving and ever changing.
The bittersweet sting of nostalgia brings tears for wanting what has gone.
Yet these indelible impressions linger always.
In the midst of a beautiful life happening here and now,
There is joy in the present and for the future yet to come.
Still a faint and dull ache runs deep within the current.
And the soul grieves little by little,
sentimental for moments transpired
and for precious eras forever lost in time.