Friday, April 29, 2016

From Which Spirit Comes - Part 7

     After staring across the void for what seemed like a lifetime, I gently bowed my head and turned away.  The rest of them had gone;  only I lingered, unsure of where to go.  All these thoughts unspoken, and promises silently made...  I pondered immortality; would I be remembered?

     So many things sealed within my own mind, my own spirit.  What will it take to break the seal which keeps them all locked away??  A single penstroke?  A single keystroke?  Somewhere, deep down inside, resides that spark.