Monday, October 26, 2009

A Dandelion's Life

How close are we in this ever expanding universe? How much self do we preserve at the eventuality of all things? At the end of the day, how much do you remember me?

We are like a dandelion’s life, ever flowing with the winds of change. Scattered across the many other places and people are the remnant pappus floating in their minds. We stay and play a part, even in the slightest instance. And as time went by, lest we forget, we keep them in pictures called memories… However overtaken by the circumstances that engulf the greater change in self, we will still remember everything that’s past a certain point in time…

And as I look back in time with her, it’s all coming back to me… The small and big things, even though the distance separates, the wind brought her back… With these pappus of serenity still runs deep within me, I can’t forget her…