Welcome old friend. We've known each other a long time haven't we? Fom the day that I first became aware of you as you caressed my cheek to the day you helped me hide my grief to the present as I wait and count each day as it gets over....finding bits of shiny joy wrapped in brown paper and string in the most unlikely places.
We have traversed many paths together, sometimes in joy and sometimes in sadness. We've been through thick and thin, companions on a road that takes us where it is destined for us to be. You don't change much - your essence remains the same. Life resides within you and the relief that you bring is palpable. Your intensity varies but your intention remains unwavering, stead as a rock.
Once more you are here to keep me company as I traverse the landscape of my solitude. Once again you make your presence felt - a tapping on the window pane, a clatter on the metal sheet of the AC. And I am again grateful that you have come - the fragrance that the earth releases wafts in - promising cool tomorrows and a distant light at the end of the long dark tunnel.
You are preparing to leave, perhaps upset that I have not come out to meet you in person.... the sound of your presence grows fainter still. Meet we shall, a few days / weeks later - in a different time and different place. For today I work to meet my deadlines and count the days as they pass....
We have traversed many paths together, sometimes in joy and sometimes in sadness. We've been through thick and thin, companions on a road that takes us where it is destined for us to be. You don't change much - your essence remains the same. Life resides within you and the relief that you bring is palpable. Your intensity varies but your intention remains unwavering, stead as a rock.
Once more you are here to keep me company as I traverse the landscape of my solitude. Once again you make your presence felt - a tapping on the window pane, a clatter on the metal sheet of the AC. And I am again grateful that you have come - the fragrance that the earth releases wafts in - promising cool tomorrows and a distant light at the end of the long dark tunnel.
You are preparing to leave, perhaps upset that I have not come out to meet you in person.... the sound of your presence grows fainter still. Meet we shall, a few days / weeks later - in a different time and different place. For today I work to meet my deadlines and count the days as they pass....
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