Time travel

 

Looking at you

Standing

By your green tent,

I know,

Soaked with morning dew,

your tired eyes

and

stiff shoulders

from a disturbed night on the ground.

I can almost

feel

what it is

to be back in those days;

The uncertainty

Of what is to come,

The relief of journey half

done,

The sounds,

Laughter

and quiet conversation

of others.

 

Hold-on to this moment.

 

It is as close

as it gets

to

Eternal.

 

Photo is of my son somewhere in England halfway through his DoE test-walk. I don’t have his permission to use the shot, but, as it is off Twitter, it’s anyone’s guess as to who has the rights.

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