savor

July 15th, 2023

All will fade.

The elder shade of a tree’s canopy,
The sunshine as it hides behind a cloud,
The laughter and happy times.
There is nothing that lasts.

Just an echo…

This too shall pass.

Savor this moment, it will be gone.

There is nothing to grasp,
Nothing to grasp.

Life will sway as it does,
Ebb and flow as a water’s edge.

Watch it, let your eyes be keen.

An impression on your heart.

That which is scarce can be treated as fodder - with unimportance and discontent,
Or treat it with reverence, care, and sacredness.

You can never get it back.


© 2023 Austin Lochan Dodd