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.
L. Goyen
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