Notes On Memory
Wrap memories around you, like a hard turtle’s shell. They will defend against sharp crack of loneliness. Keep you warm in coldest of winters, and become coolest breath of hot summer breeze drying tears of sorrow.
Listen to their whispered stories, reminding you of other times, places, and people. The sound of shared laughter, gentle touch of caring hands, a soft lullaby to drift you into slumber.
They can remind you that life is worth living, moments of bubbling joy, scent of fresh lilacs, and taste of hot buttered cinnamon toast. Let them be the treasure you cherish, hoarded away where no one may trespass.
Even the dark ones have value, bringing lessons to be learned, a better way, a smoother path on which to walk, and offer solutions to misguided notions, or ideas that never really rang true.
Keep in mind that no moment is ever truly lost, completely erased, or forgotten. It simply waits somewhere inside, longing to be found, resolved, heard by a sensitive ear, given breath, remembered.
Elizabeth Crawford 4/28/2017
Notes: Image is a pen and ink line weave drawing, digitally altered by flood affect.