This, Too, Shall Pass

And so, it does--
everything passes
into the realm of "what was",
becoming
another memory.

"time" is a fleeting thing ...

^^They say, it heals all wounds,
this thing, called time....

while the storms empty out their rains

and the storms pass, too.

But what, then , these scars
if it all passes and
it all heals?

(that, which doesn't kill you,
makes you stronger?)

Perhaps its sting and luster
are just lost-- with time...
we forgive
accept
acknowledge
yet remember (clearly).

"time" is a fluid thing...

^^and the more fluid it becomes,
the closer we get
to the place
where we see that it all had a purpose
and God asks us all the same question :

"Yes, but did you learn how to love?"