The Past

WP_20180720_12_06_53_Pro (2)The Echoes rang in her ear,

as if it were yesterday,

a Yesterday full of wonder.

The Wind in her hair, whispering

nonchalantly

of the things that had conspired

and had timely passed.

Death had come to seek her,

with only one wish in mind,

to make her stronger and

embrace the loneliness inside.

So she woke up,

with a fiercely weak smile,

thanking Death mutely,

for saving her.

‘Life is full of conditions’,

she muttered as she tried

to walk,

remembering the conditions that

she had signed up for

in exchange for a Rebirth.

The Past still haunted her,

but she had to move on,

her purpose now subtracted

to things much more bigger

than just herself.

 

 

 

Categories: Awakening, Motivation, Musings, Poem

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