"melded roads"
They stay with me.
In small decisions.
In the way I steady myself.
In the quiet work of the day.
What the years removed,
mind keeps:
a line resurfacing,
a teaching that took time,
a direction I still follow.
Their lives were brief beside the vastness.
Still, something of them lingers.
May what was good in them move forward through me.
Not so much burden.
As continuation.
When they return to thought,
may gratitude stand first—
for the stretch we shared,
for the way their road now melds into mine.
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good nostalgic write
Thank you so much 🙏🏻🕊️
most welcome
Good write A.
Thanks O.
Once again Cryptic I venture a guess at how it struck me. To me what is being referred to is memories they stay with me in my decisions, in my work and through the day. "What the years removed", such a great way to refer to the past "time keeps" kept in memory. And what lingers but memories. The last lines work as well because what I choose to keep as memories are not the bad or burdens but the good that make a continuation. A lovely write my friend
That is a wonderful reading, Soren. Thank you for sharing 🙏🕊️
Most welcome my friend
Arqios, this really moved me. What struck me most is the gentleness of it. So many poems about those who have shaped us lean toward grief or obligation, but this feels rooted in gratitude. "Not so much burden. / As continuation." especially stayed with me. There is something deeply comforting in the idea that the good we receive from others keeps moving forward through our own lives. Quiet, thoughtful, and beautifully written, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
It was directed to our literary/artistic forebears, parents of our soul. Thanks, Tittu🙏🏻🕊️
lovely written. your poem "melded roads" explores the enduring impact of relationships and memories of those who have passed away. It reflects on how the lessons and experiences of loved ones continue to influence the poet's life, emphasizing gratitude and the idea of continuation rather than burden.
Very insightful and blessed with such depth. Many thanks, Friendship 🙏🕊️
My take on this : Loved ones who are no longer here, still remain because of their influence on our life's. It's strange how I say the same 'Sayings' that my Mother or Father used to say.
A fave right there.
Yes! They live in us and through us in ways we won’t normally recognise 🙏🏻🕊️
Yet another poem of power, Arqios! Homely, yet the line with "vastness" transported me out into the cosmos.
Perhaps that makes us cosmonauts, then 🚀🙏🏻🕊️🤩
We must keep moving forward Rik.
Andy
We do, Andy. Thanks 🙏🕊️
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