". Arranged Words: Through An Open Window

9 Aug 2013

Through An Open Window

Over the last month, I've been in contact with two old friends. These encounters boggle the mind..how many years? One tries to tally--to add and subtract--to reckon, but in the end it doesn't matter because history renders time irrelevant. How? Although our lives have changed drastically, the time shared is sacrosanct--it's encapsulated, pressed on the memory banks, or so near the surface that when the other person brings up an experience there's a beacon of light that mingles in the rare air.

There's much to catch up on; good times and bad, laughter and sorrow, and memories surface that one wants to forget; there's yearning, but when it all comes full circle there's a meeting--an understanding that's grounded and surpasses time; it's also about growth--expansion, coupled with a wink of wisdom.

For me, it is not really about looking back; it's more about liberation. It's breezy--fresh and animated--like admiring a summer's day through an open window.


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

The joy of being able to look back over time . If anyone is aged like me , what a great review , really don,t think I would change a thing . Really enjoyed your story , Happy Future