A Thoughtfull Place
Life is merely a series of before and afters, beginnings and endings. Sometimes we are a fortune's king, wielding the key to open or close doors. Other times, our control is lost and a line is drawn by the sword of a skillful hand marking a change of heart or opportunity, and inevitably Death bows to the governing power of Chronus holding time in his hands.
But in between the before and afters, and the beginnings and endings are moments...Defining, turning, quiet, some stolen, and those of no return.
Moments…
The rhythmic newborn baby's cry,
goodbyes that cast a shadow,
songs filled with Heaven's joy,
kisses that taste of forever,
breezes that dance with the angels
quarrels armed with it's poison
Some left with arms reaching for they were missed.
A hesitant heart refusing love,
words left unspoken,
time not taken
and forgiveness held captive.
Looking back at memories held, moments have brought light and darkness, but the missed moments have left their scars, marking opportunity's lost.
So, I try to remember that in between the before and afters, the beginnings and endings are moments, and I shall adorn them in jewels or embrace them in peace but they will not be missed, for soon, they too shall pass...
Photo By: Christopher Bryson
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