“Walking down a path of my life”…So there is a flower called Ruellia Simplex. I walk past it each morning before work. Beautiful purple blooms…hundreds of them. When I leave at the end of the workday all of the blooms have been shed or blown away. The stark contrast...

His is a fortunate heart to know such true love.

Sort of reminds me of an old Willie Nelson lyric… “Well hello there My it's been a long, long time How am I doing? Well I guess I'm doing fine Well it's been so long, but it seems now That it was only yesterday Ain't it funny how time slips away” Some of life’s adventures just never...

“Silence is louder when experienced alone” - The past speaks loudly in the silence as the mind contemplates. I can image dissonance among the musical notes as they progress across the keys of the piano. Well thought out and written Damian.

This is true. Very well said. Usha, I enjoyed your poem