Steps of Old

In this place
we lived life without reins
walked quickly, surefooted and headstrong
enjoyed the sleep of youth, less but deep
savored black coffee and devoured Kierkegaard.

This hill
tread so many times
landscape changed, more green, more lush
more steps, surely higher, climb to a different space
new buildings rise above refurbished old.

The trees are bigger, the shade more dense
as we seek the shadows of our past.

      

3 thoughts on “Steps of Old

  1. BarbaraK aka fiddlbarb July 10, 2015 / 9:18 pm

    Touches my heart and soul as I read.

    Liked by 1 person

    • lillian July 12, 2015 / 10:38 am

      Traveling right now – seeing old friends – so a little scattered in terms of seeing replies. So glad you connected with this. The stuff of memories is especially meaningful when we retrace our steps, albeit a bit slower and less steady on our feet.

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      • BarbaraK aka fiddlbarb July 12, 2015 / 12:44 pm

        All so wonderful.

        Like

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