Sonntag, 25. August 2013

Cemetery Sunday





Disappearing

The day he first told me he was starting to disappear I didn't believe him & so he stopped & held his hand up to the sun & it was like thin paper in the light & finally I said you seem very calm for a man who is disappearing & he said it was a relief after all those years of trying to keep the pieces of his life in one place. Later on, I went to see him again & as I was leaving, he put a package in my hand. This is the last piece of my life, he said, take good care of it & then he smiled & was gone & the room filled with the sound of the wind & when I opened the package there was nothing there & I thought there must be some mistake or maybe I dropped it & I got down on my hands &  knees & looked until the light began to fade & then slowly I felt the pieces of my life fall away gently & suddenly I understood what he meant & I lay there for a long time crying & laughing at the same time.

                                                       - storypeople -



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Kommentare:

  1. Beautiful verse that and a wonderful looking cemtery.
    http://graveplace.blogspot.co.uk/

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  2. Beautiful pictures and words.

    Thank you for linking up with Cemetery Sunday


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