My mind drifted back into the past

a typical blend of pain and happiness

slowly crept into my heart.

I began to savor the moments I once thought would last.

Fondly, I looked at the snapshot of us together and for a while, I was able to stop the moment from running away.

Wistfully, I recalled how the clouds turn into gray

as I sat by the window of the plane.

Is flying back home going to relieve the pain?

But time truly has it’s own unique way to relinquish the past,

it washed away the bitter marks of a lost love,

my crying finally came to a halt.

Graciously, I persevered.

I surmounted the hurdles despite my fears.

I have now a clean slate, no trace of smears.

Bravely, I will return to the country

where fate once allowed us to meet.

I am embarking on a new journey, I am back on my feet.

We do not heal the past by dwelling there.

We heal the past by living fully in the present.

Marianne Williamson