Two years and counting ... another anniversary in time.
Two years since my life hit the reset button. Two years since the universe changed course. And two years since I began to breathe again.
Time it seems is a unmeasurable quantity. If we try to add together the sum of its parts we find it to be lacking in the total of its dimension. Instead I think we must consider it a variable and take comfort in its arms.
As the parade of my life unfolds before me I find that every day whether large or small is a gift most special. If not for the past there would be no future, and without the future there of course could be no past. If for no other reason time holds the cup of life in suspension and offers it to us when most needed.
Today, this day most special, as I feel the weight of a thousand summers on my soul I can only sit back and wonder how it was that once upon a time the promise of tomorrow rested sweet upon my lips while today the fruit is bitter sweet but still most desirable.
Perhaps the conclusion that should be taken rests in the arms of the gods ... yesterday, today and tomorrow are in fact all one in the same. Embrace them as you would your lover for together they are the meaning of the game.
Yesterday, today and forever I'll be loving you ...
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