Stuffed into Time

another layer of stuff cleared 

from files and cupboard ~

layers so thick, that time was gently brushed into a pile of hours and memories,

each paper and photo from ten and twenty, thirty and forty years past carefully examined,

time pleasantly consumed with 

memories shuffled through the years

precious babies born and grown, 
Christmases, birthdays and anniversaries past

more precious babies born to grow and fly family nests
no knowledge of direction, destination or pathways to be travelled

how would paths be forged and would our paths cross again?
saying hello again to friends and family no longer in this reality,

with no tears, for tears no longer wield the power they once did.
more layers await when life does not call me to go out and play.

“For the Present is the point at which time touches eternity.”

~ C.S.Lewis, The Screwtape Letters