I look back – the winding trail disappears in the haze of the year, but I know there are thousands of wonderful days and people who have loved me – I still have them in my heart.
There the child runs barefoot through the August stubble, there the young girl holds her first kiss on the lips, and there the girl cries over a broken crystal ball. They all have my eyes and my face, and I am in each of them – scattered into billions of moments and reappearing with every heartbeat.
Today I managed the drawers and came along old photos. I rarely look at photos of my childhood and youth, but this time, somehow I took in my hands two photos. In the first, I’m a young girl trying to understand how life works and what it expects of me. In the second, I am what I am today – still trying to understand. Nothing changed, only the kaleidoscope in the head became more colorful.
And if I am ever born again, I will be the same. Only I will not know that.
We all have our own reflections like everything in this life.
© Fortune, 2009
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Does your worldwide change throughout the years?
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Yes
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No
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Very poetic writing. Beautiful.
Thank you for reading.
I reminisce too on days gone too. What are memories for if not to re live them?
Yes, memories help us to relive our past days again.
change, is the one thing we all have, the one thing we can all see but none of us can control the impact of change.
Indeed, life impacts us and we change.
it does doesn’t it, the reality of change coming can sometimes be a forcing agent
I love the way your thoughts run. I see myself like that too, but through it all those images I see this romantic, simple, joyful person that I am.
That’s great, stay as you are, romantic and joyful.
Life is full of changes! 🙂
Yes, even the smallest detail, feeling, accident leave a trace in us.
I like both, your photographic reflection and your reflection of life!
Thank you, dear. No matter what the reflections we get, it’s what we went through at some moment in our life.
Only wise people learn from the reflection of life.
I love that beautiful picture!
Yes, everything can be lessons for us.
I totally agree with you.
You have a nice look at reflections. I love reflections that make me reflect on wonderful memories
Me too. sometimes so small things, music, smell or anything else can reflect something from our memory.