I felt like posting this after coming from Dayton Airforce Musem.Planes used in Wars,lots of life loss and what not...there are some pictures which made me feel bad.
Time, have passed through these gates.As the dust on your feet
carried from places far away,
bringing stories in every particle,
covering everything
with layers of its existence.
Time, have passed through these gates.
As the wisdom of your age
gathered over the years,
and distributed,
unequallyto all your kin,
as a legacy of your existence.
Time, have passed through these gates.
As the happiness and sorrow
that you carry in your heart,neatly indexed (alongside their sources)
to be remembered sometimes
only by a part of your existence.
Time...
have passed...
through these gates...
As You.
