melancholy

from ignorance crossing the river on a raft to enlightenment my mind goes back to a summer now long past ~ tears fall unbidden

One from the archives: “Is it because we know we are mortal that we prize what’s ephemeral beyond rubies? Is it because we see the rose fade that we furnish her dropped petals with dignity? How tenderly we cradle the dying like Snowwhite in her glass cage Not quite gone but going as we know we ourselves are going with or without the dignity that Nature sometimes gifts”.