Beneath

Where has the time gone?

Your body lies at rest within the grave.

My body continues to rush,

Speed, catapult, without any sense of my growing age.

Someday I will meet you beneath that dirt.

I will sense peace that only comes with the end.

But for now, I continuously reach for new beginnings.

I search for meaning despite it all.

Too often, I forget where we came from, where I’ve been,

And lose sight of what is still around the next bend.

–Written by Sandy Heights

Image by Frank Marckardt from Pixabay

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