Remembrance

Remembrance

Remembrance


Each passing day composed

Every fading thought out of vision

We keep hold of the essence


Our state recollected

Whispers of old are heard

We sense life from what is lost


Living in the midst of old

Minds meeting in the uncharted

We begin to feel what used to be


Memories of old dance free

Our youthful energies alive

We are here again


Only for moments can it stay

This is not our home

Threads slowly separate us


We yearn to meet again

Coveting the image that once existed

Life returns to itself


We remember

Kristin Lewandowski, CDR

Global people leader ??

2 年

Beautiful! Thanks for sharing.

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