What was and what is to come...

The mind is funny thing...pieces, fragments it holds and intermingles with the past, present and possible future. The beauty of firsts, mingled with the regret of the same. Recollections sweet and precious evoked by the shrouded moon or starlit sky. Melodies bring memories of the past and draw ones soul backward. Words, snatches of a conversation, a touch, a hand, the rhythm of a song engraved upon the heart forever...the mind does not soon forget...