Even in its brevity, the piece carries a quiet ache: the sense that you have wandered from something essential and you're now ready to return. It’s not regret—it’s recognition.
The piece to me feels like someone standing at the threshold of the years they have left, choosing to walk forward with the wisdom they carried long before they knew its value.
Wisdom Waiting on the Far Side of Memory
Even in its brevity, the piece carries a quiet ache: the sense that you have wandered from something essential and you're now ready to return. It’s not regret—it’s recognition.
The piece to me feels like someone standing at the threshold of the years they have left, choosing to walk forward with the wisdom they carried long before they knew its value.
Thank you for that excellent
Thank you for that excellent interpretation! I am very grateful.
Starward-Led (in Chrismation, Januarius)