Shadows of Another Day

Love…
…once known, lives always. Time may reduce the space someone loved in the past holds in the heart, but they are always there. Whether the learning from each one was what to do or not do, all of love’s experiences form the knowledge of how you know to love.

Taken from a poem called “Perfect Strangers” by Deep Purple
old love lettersCan you remember my name
As I flow through your life,
A thousand oceans I have flown;
And cold spirits of ice;
I am the echo of your past.
I am returning the echo
of a point in time
Distant faces shine,
A thousand warriors I have known;
And laughing as the spirits appear;
Shadows of another day.