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Time and Space

I am going about my morning routine.

Washing dishes and prepping my lunch for work.

Drinking tea, off into space I travel.

I have Pandora Radio on my laptop. My speakers are plugged in.

“Hurt”, the classical piano version of this song, seeps into my speakers.

My ears are squinted.

I listen, and my heart expands.

My ache is beautiful, not tragic.

I think of my late brother. I travel to his picture, sitting upon the chest in my living room.

I take a bow.

I won’t be physically seeing him, next week, as my son and I travel back east.

He died, in his home, back east.

Unexpectedly.

Following his death, I listened to classical piano, everyday.

It soothed my aching soul.

My soul that has ached for as long as I can remember, yet not tragically.

My soul knew, and knows, that all living in this physical world, will one day all be gone.

My soul has always known this.

My soul has always known that someday, we all fly back home.

One at a time, we fly back home.

In a week, I will fly to where I was born.

I will fly to where my brother was born and to where he died.

Yet,

this is all just physical.

I believe we were all born, infinitely.

I believe we never die.

I believe we connect at the end of the road, where the road never ends.

Some do not understand my endless ache.

It is not tragic.

It is beautiful.

It is love.

It is my love vast and wide and far.

It is my love vast and wide and far, that connects through time.

That connects through infinite dimensions.

My love is beautiful.

What a journey this is.

I will travel back east, and look through his things.

Yet, I travel to where he is, and he travels every day to where I am, always.

We meet where love is felt.

We meet where memories are stored.

The more I feel this ache, the wider my love as grown.

The wider my love has grown, the stronger I may hold you.

I hold you.

I hold you.

I hold you.

As I continue on with my morning routine.

Written by Nix

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