Tuesday, 12 October 2010

Sixty-five thousand questions.  Who are we? Who am I, pinned down by this mysterious illness that fluctuates and dies down, flares-up and disables, makes me feel like a kaleidoscope - a myriad different colours that change shape at every move and shake.

I remember the smell of freesia as I sat in the wedding-car in my bridal veil and dress. The perfume filled the car...creamy white Freesia and Stephanotis. Where did the time go, forty two Autumns ago?  All the heart-beats, all the breaths, a thousand kisses deep.  Dear JM, where are you now?  Among the stars, gone too soon.

'Ciao, un grosso bacione'.

7 comments:

Graciel @ Evenstar Art said...

so beautiful, with wisps of sorrow laced in. freesia, i love freesia.

peace to your heart from mine...

xo, graciel

Lynn said...

xoxoxo

Ann Nichols said...

42 autumns ago...isn't it amazing how time has a way of doing that...slipping away without us really noticing it? I'm sorry but I don't know you well enough to know... But who is JM? The one thing I do know is that he was definitely a person who was loved.
Ann

Half-heard in the Stillness said...

Yes, Ann I we were married for twelve years. You just blink and the time is gone...it's sobering.
Truly, 'Make hay whilst the sun shines'.

Thank you so much for coming over.

Half-heard in the Stillness said...

Thank you, thank you dear Graciel and Lynn!

Marion said...

To me, the passage of time is the most astonishing aspect of life. Pleasant or devastating, it moves on regardless of our feelings.

ruthie said...

This post moved me so, such heart felt beautiful words and precious memories. sending a huge hug x
i just wanted to say a big thank you too, for all the lovely comments you leave on faerietale, you make me smile sweetie x x