My fingertips delicately trace along the worn, white edges. Bordered memories & captured photographs in my mind. The darkness perfectly contrasting with shades of light, adding depth & personal heartprints to every image. Love was the only lens capable enough to change my entire view.
My eyes study the fading frame of every one. I remember… flashes of pain, the fall of tears, the cascade of bleeding emotions. The memories surround me with a tangled, changing array of art. For so long I couldn’t see past the darkness, my attention always following shadows & nightmares. My heart wrapped up in the pain & holding on for air.
I forgot to search for the beauty, the light, the love. My vision narrowing through a tunnel vision of anticipated hurt & betrayal. The world becomes black & white when you filter out natural colors. Try as I did, I could never change the image. The moments paralyzed forever in single snapshots of time. Unmoved. I could only change how I looked at them.
I see the stepping stones, the wayward paths, the mountain tops, the low valleys, the winding rivers, the vast oceans of my life. My emotions changing as the weather, with the wind, rain, sun, & storms.
Life never promised calm waters for every hour of the day. But, the final fears leave me as I let love guide my way.
