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Surrendered to the wind

(Artist credit : Nik Helbig)

Sometimes unbidden memories come

As I watch the sun

Shine

Revealing glints of gold

As a vision of you

Appears between the spaces

Hidden in the traces

Of thoughts that drift

To my awareness

Reality then splits

Between present and past

As I recognise how little lasts

And how much we do not know

The way to go

With life

There are heartbreaks that will remain

Forever etched on our souls

But heaven knows

That in time

There will be a new path to choose

And ways to let the memories in

No longer closing the door

On what felt so hard

And now must be touched lightly

And let go

Surrendered ever so silently and gently

To the wind

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Published by: emergingfromthedarknight

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  3. Reblogged this on Emerging From The Dark Night and commented:

    Loss makes us deepen. Losing my beloved friend Teen in 2019 inspired thus poem. I an grateful had her friendship for two years following Mum’s death. By a curious twist of synchronicity she was born in the same year as my beloved sister Judith who died in 2014. Akways in my heart beloved ladies.

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