"Missing manifests existence by perception.
Such void becomes a solemn reminder of the passing of time and space.
Years elapse as the parading decades have somehow categorized and bound
themselves atop the mind's shelf of remembrance".
'Twas a bracing late November night as I recall an infectious smile as dazzling as the autumn stars on a translucent night. He bid adieu under the illumination of our field of dreams.
How could I have known that fleeting moment would become a poignant memory?
Void…..I never felt it, I never understood it, that is until what was deemed precious was torn away from the tapestry of earth, only to leave an empty chair at the familial table of life.
The descent of living tears became heaven's rain on that frosty November morning. It was supposed to be a day of celebration, a day of thanksgiving…. but it was not.
It marked an awakening to the cruelty that exists by idol human hands.
Under the archway tender hearts bled to the pulse of life's fragile twists and turns. I continue to peruse through my own chapters of life; so long gone by.
Why did I bookmark that one page?
I know why…..
it symbolized the exact moment I came face to face with human frailty.