They leave shadows

Time passes

The wind whispers your name.

Thoughts pass

The mind holds them in vain.

The soul grasps

To the memories in pain.

Why must these memories fade?

~

Do I recall that which I lost?

The time spent for the highest of cost.

Love is paid from the bond which is made.

As life goes forward with or without a way.

Why must these memories fade?

~

Some may be unburdened, for memories weigh down.

Some may be melancholy, for there is something to be found…

“The memories carry lessons, leaving messages to be read Signs upon the threads… Anchors upon the lines of the mind…”

Why must these memories fade?

~

Loss and gain

Happiness and pain

Sorrow and shame

Through all we overcame…

Why must these memories fade?

~

They leave shadows

Shadows are not memories

A shadow is but darkness cast in the presence of light

it is not the light, only a glimpse

Time passes and the wind whispers your name.

Thoughts pass and the mind holds on in vain.

The soul grasps on to the memories in pain.

Why must these memories fade?

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8 responses to “They leave shadows

  1. Hello Enreal,

    Thanks for your thoughts. I was just thinking about this today too.

    Although we do seem to forget everything we are changed forever by each new experience.

    It is said that all that is transitory is illusory. Since only the soul is eternal perhaps this change in us is the only reality events have.

    Mossy

    Thanks for the Kipling too.

    From Rilke:

    Yes, the Spring-times needed you deeply. Many a star

    must have been there for you so you might feel it. A wave

    lifted towards you out of the past, or, as you walked

    past an open window, a violin gave of itself.

    All this was their mission.

    http://www.poetryintranslation.com/PITBR/German/Rilke.htm

    and from T.S. Elliot

    I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope,

    for hope would be hope for the wrong thing.

    And wait without love. For love would be love,

    of the wrong thing.

    Yet there is faith.

    But the faith and the hope and the love, are all in the waiting.

    And the darkness shall be the light

    and the stillness the dancing.

    http://www.bemindful.org/poemsb.htm

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