Arrival

Ending in perfect unity, the life that leaves. Like the seasons that pass through the trees. The air that travels from you into me. Every piece put into position. Time                                            Time         Still                                               Still.                Runs                  🤓                       Runs.                                   On.                                                 On.                                Even after I’m gone. Do not be mistaken I was still a part of it. Maybe forgotten, possibly a cog in the machine. I was here, I learned, and I had a new beginning.