I come back and make good on my promises to see you again.
I will come back, I will see you again.
I used to think, every hello meant a goodbye, and each goodbye means forever. However, now i can say that i can come back, i can retrace and catch up.
I like knowing that about myself.....
We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another day; and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us.
ReplyDeleteEven while the earth sleeps we travel. We are the seeds of the tenacious plant, and it is in our ripeness and our fullness of heart that we are given to the wind and are scattered.
Brief were my days among you, and briefer still the words I have spoken.
But should my voice fade in your ears, and my love vanish in your memory, then I will come again,
And with a richer heart and lips more yielding to the spirit will I speak.