Jasmine Hill Writes

What do you learn if you don't remember? And does it truly follow that happiness means forgetting? So many are so quick to call remembering, wallowing. A whiff of remembering makes them cut you off - shut you down. You aren't being grateful. You aren't being happy.  But I assert - I can be happier for the remembering. I can be smarter for the remembering. I can be stronger for the remembering.  Forget what life has taught you if you like. I will not. Photo by Martin M Hernandez Tena from FreeImages

Have you ever paused to think that those who came before Had fears and loves and little cares upon this temporal shore? They gazed on those same mountain tops that you do look on now. The ocean that inspires you did cause their heads in awe to bow. Some loved their own as you do yours and hated seeing pain; Some loved themselves and hoarded gold and treasures, all in vain. But never think that what they thought and felt applies no more. For paths they took effect your own - the paths of those who came before. Tiny babes know nothing more than the world they've been bequeathed: A world in which their thoughts are shaped by those long buried underneath. And so, in turn, think long and well upon the path you'll follow, To know that, when you came before, you brought the truth to your tomorrow.

Her New Year’s kiss was soft and sweet. It started slow and ended deep. And yet, within her tattered soul, she knew, That he and she were doomed. Doomed to the world from whence they came. Doomed to fall and take the blame. Doomed, because they would not move. Doomed, yet they would never lose, That sense that they had both done right; That both had fought with all their might. And even though they both lay dying, Neither one did lay there crying. The sun, it soon began to rise. She blinked and opened up her eyes. And softly whispered, “Victory!” He smiled before his soul did flee. She remained a moment more. Held tight the hand she long adored. And knew that they had made their place – Father Time and Mother Space. -Jasmine Hill Subscribe for More