A Lesson Learned In Time

You touched the very fabric of my being.

I don't know if you ever really knew the important place you have held, reserved in my heart.

Each memory envelopes traces of you, weaving your essence, until it’s completely blended with mine.

Every choice and experience you had, played a part of who I am, who I was to become and who I have fought tooth and nail to avoid becoming.

Everything I love, embrace or hate about myself, a direct reaction, from a moment you had about yourself.

My heart and mind have encapsulated moments, held away for safe keeping. Protected from the tainted hands of the world - outside of your loving protection.

Music was and continues to be, the time machine, transporting me, moments at a time, back to the precious corners of my core - where you wait -

Longing for me to remember.

If only we could recapture the innocence from the child we came from.

Bottle up the pure emotion that brought us joy, hope, laughter and anticipation.

Regain the power of trust and acceptance, that came so easy, as a child.

Finding the essence of true happiness and comfort in the small and simple things.

The untarnished, unfiltered and overwhelming connection of spirit that outweighed any thing we could posses.

To imagine and fulfill the possibilities, with wide eyed wonder of what could be, that somehow eludes us as adults.

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Still, I momentarily revisit my fondest memories.

Dragging towels down the tree lined, clover patched path - that led to the mossy pond, encircled with cattails.

Bull frogs and dragonflies added to the playful beauty, that awaited us.

Breathing in the fragrance of freshly mown hay, and the seemingly endless summer days that bathed us in sunlight.

Hands waving in the air, as we rode bikes, pilotless, swerving to and fro - across the asphalt pathway to true freedom.

Face up, smiling at the sky. Relishing the day, the moment the experience.

Not yet aware of just how perfect or fleeting it was.