loss lurks on the fringes,
a disease waiting to strike
too often
coming as a surprise,
we fail to understand
its crushing inevitability;
we may know
nothing is forever,
but have we explored
what that means
are we prepared
for what we hold precious -
what we love -
to be taken
none of us are immune,
still we go on
Tag: life
Loss
Aging
the stories of the past
are told in memory;
the evolution of time
is evident
in the erosion
of the land
and the gray lines
creasing our faces;
nostalgia and time's passing mix
to form a heavy weight
upon the mind,
death makes its presence felt,
not ominous,
but real:
we have lived,
we shall die
but not yet,
there is still more for us
to be,
to do,
to experience,
more wisdom to gain
before the sands
in life's hourglass
run out