The New Year, as for many, offers me a moment of reflection. I often am inside, sifting and searching...as a new year arrives I must admit I feel anew and take a moment to add it all up if you will. I accept myself and all I am, have been and will be. I allow my mind flights of fancy and freedom to roam within the wilderness of thought. And with each moment I savour the emotion, no matter its rank. I allow my mind to feel the past, to simmer and settle. It is always a fluid notion, time. As I am adrift within its melody I fondly dance amongst the echoes of the past within the halls of my mind. And still the room that holds the most prized is in peace at rest and cannot be swayed to forgotten songs in the dance of time. There the precious, timeless sit...whilst as I dance, set adrift, I wonder if they know they are mine.
Posted on: Fri, 02 Jan 2015 02:16:23 +0000
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