When the beauty appears, I miss you. I see you. It was a gift, or maybe something touched us. ...or someone made a plan for us. I have found you in the silence, in the light, and in the rain, and you were the water. It is as though touching, and feeling of the existence of the universe and feeling the being part of it.
There I didn't need to go anywhere. Time lost its arrow. All moments became the one moment. There was no discontinuity between the memories.
No comments:
Post a Comment