Each man is his own
yet no man walks alone
for in the silence of a soul
there is a presence sometimes forgotten and unknown.

Time is fleeting
moments to be remembered or lost
as a Robin when he sings in flight
soaring in delight
or as a child' S reflection in a Lake
mirrored in there the reflections of one's own thought

Yes, you and I have a timeless eternity
whereby smiles, laughter or a tilting of the head
can cause memories that are either a treasure or a loss