Once Again

Sometimes, I am surprised by refinement and elegance. Unexpected notes, leaking out of a classroom, forming beautiful music that you cannot name. It is unique, an experience to remember. A door, opened in front of you and held open, ready for you to walk through, without having to interrupt your rhythm. These moments, like kisses in your memory, make for a life as sweet as honey and as warm as sunlight. Meeting someone’s gaze, and holding a smile for just a second. Never forget these memories that glow and that grow, maybe turning into stories along the wayside of your lifetime. Remember all the Septembers, all the glorious autumn mists that dissolve, all the leaves that fall. Will you remember them in days gone by? Will you experience them in days to come? There are no questions that have no answers. There are no mirrors that will not give a reflection. It is the person or manner that asks, and the object desiring to see itself, that might demand an answer, an image, and receive nothing in return. Give yourself up to the polite society, and then realize how hard it is to fit in with the common and mundane once again. Once you have tasted wine, it is hard to return to water.