Memories of the Lost and Found
Oh how it hurts when what is lost can't be replaced. A favorite writing pad full of original thoughts, a loved one passing on to the afterlife, years of dedication on a job at a company that goes bankrupt. It can be as simple as losing a pair of broking in blue jeans. Yet still the ache of the void from loss seems it'll never go away. The comfort of what was lost may be truly missed. Yet what can be found in the absence of the lost is the predestine.The mysterious works of life that lead humankind mentally, spiritually, and physically to new directions that may have not come about if lost didn't occur. Thinking of life's seasons of ups & downs. How many frowns in time have been followed by smiles. How many dark periods followed by light full of happiness and all so bright. Bringing joy helping to overcome the losses in life. Living is filled with emotional cycles. The feelings that pain at some point better forgotten. Joyful feelings are sought after to be cherished by many until we're old and rotten. Although most are wrinkle and frail in our last dayz; memories of the lost & found categorize the pains of loss as waste in the end, easily and best forgotten; and the triumph of overcoming loss to expeince joy again is a priceless treasure. Through loss many have gain the strength of perseverance in the present along with the wisdom to endure the future inevitable changes existence brings. So as humankind can our losses be viewed as treasures to be found.....
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Copyright © Michael Thomas | Year Posted 2019
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