The loss of others
Experienced blindly
By those who remain in the unknown
The unknown joys
Of simple scents that linger loosely in the air
Like a lasting sound
It must too dissipate into silence
The loud lasting truth
All things must pass
The unknown last time
Leaving one lost
Undivided attention now sitting on a wishful thought
Had there been but a hint
A clue of the never lasting truth
Of forever change was always here