Sep 18, 2006 04:21
It was so long ago
do you remember
in the nest of sweet lives
we shall meet again
The sound triggers image
the image triggers homage
the way it was
loved
In the distance of perspective
where we were becomes small
the small becomes faint
the faint becomes memory
dying
with our last
moments
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But past this, I was getting at the notion of how we remember things, how time can affect and degrade something once so emotionally profound, because emotions really are only chemicals and memories bits of stored data. And finally, how when we die, so do our memories.
I don't remember exactly how the third and fourth lines of the first stanza fit in. Perhaps as a foreshadowing that after the body (and memory) dies, we won't need memories, because we'll be in Heaven. Or something.
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