Time and the Weight of Memories

 
Another year gone!
Time is flying by fast!
It seems to be going by faster!
But why?

I often find myself asking this question
I know I’m not the only one
Every single year

“Time is of the essence”
Deadlines, timelines, busy agendas
Inner circadian rhythms work tirelessly
Keeping pace with the clock
Day in
Day out

And getting older
It seems to accelerate
The weight of memories gets heavier
Becoming more dense

The recollection of a first kiss
First love
Tears shed
Laughter
Friends
Photographs
Sounds
Words
     
They come back in a flash like
Hearing my newborn’s cry
A coo
Holding a tiny hand
A laugh
A first step
Watching them grow
Keeping time

But in the mind time moves at a different speed
Some memories fall into the subconscious
Only to resurface
When triggered by music or poetry
By words
And there
Souls become immortal, light and timeless