A letter from one face to another...

I’ve lived through so many different phases in my life, sometimes I think if I’d seen the same sunset through all the many eyes I’ve looked out with – I’d never be able to describe it the same way twice. Just as clouds passing across the face of the moon at night change my vision of it, so my vision changes with the changing phases of both the moon and the sun, until I don’t really care which I’m looking at. Because after all, it is the same light. All that matters is whether I can hold that light until it has imprinted deeply enough that I can recreate it in my memory when I need it. But – will I see it the same way then..? And will it give me the same strength, or will it send me to regret, or even worse, remorse..?

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