Republished from July 7 2019
I peered off into the sky today, thinking of better times. The clouds drifted into the trees and turned them a pale green. The sound of birds faintly chirping in the background as I pull memories back and forth with reality.
It seems unreal, as if it’s a nightmare I simply cannot escape. No matter how often I pinch myself I can’t come to a better reality. How is it possible for people with such vibrant souls to be gone from this earth.
They wouldn’t want us this way, inflicting pain was never their intention. I cry out over words unspoken and moments in time that I wish stood still. I break because we couldn’t save them, nothing we could’ve done would have been enough to change what life had broken.
However, as I look off into what appears is endless earth I feel them. I see them in all things beautiful. and I hear their laughter in the wind of this uncertainty. I feel they’re at peace. No longer are they captives of this hold the world had on them all.
They can breathe without fear of broken words. They can smile knowing joy comes with each sunrise. Lastly, they can protect us from all that is wrong with this world.
To all we lost too soon.??