Sometimes, time seems so idle, in the calmness of a sunny day. The laughter and joy of children, creates the illusion of immortality. I wish I could hold on to this forever. The sad thought that some day I will have to let this go, makes me feel that most of what I experience is a dream. That forever means nothing without a bit of the past. Purpose, seems lost without reason. Love seems so painful with the inevitability of such loss. It is hard not to see death as loss, for what else do we know, how else can we see joy, in the face of the unknown. I have to believe that there is purpose, that my life and my love is something more than just a breeze. That in the calmness of a sunny day, when love and joy seem so profound, we are not just lost souls, alone in the face of our own mortality.