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That Which Heals All Wounds Mike Schiller
So much
So different
So much
So the same
Time certainly flies
When you’re living
Nine consecutive lives
Eleven years passed since
That day we ran away
That was the last time
I had been to the Little Neck train station
Yet I recognized it instantly
As I got off the train
and walked up the street
This walk evoked memories
Stirring an acute awareness
that I was incidentally retracing our steps
Remembering the two of us
Arguing about whether we were
Walking in the correct direction
Or back towards Manhattan where we came from
neither of us knew what town we were in
We only knew we got off the train at Great Neck
Now I know these streets well
I can find my way around easily
Funny because these days I have
a much better sense of direction
in so many other ways as well
I’m not running away from things anymore.
I can’t help but wonder about you
And your sense of direction today, versus then.
About where you are, both internally and externally.
I wonder if you’re still running away from your problems
Or learning to resolve them as I have learned to resolve mine.
I’ve learned through experience
That patience is not just a virtue,
It is actually very rewarding.
Most of the aspects of my life
From which I derive the greatest joy
Were at some point or in some cases still are
Great challenges which I met
with patience and dedication
Ultimately those efforts have proven mostly worthwhile,
And I usually find myself gaining knowledge along the way
Which prepares me for future challenges in life.
I am the same me I have always been,
Yet I have lived so many lifetimes
It is unbelievable that 11 years passed since that day
The train station looks like it’s been sealed in a time capsule.
So does the desk upon which my computer sits
Though I now look upon it with eyeglasses
These glasses have helped me to see better
Yet experiences of the heart were what opened my eyes.
So much love and so much suffering have, ironically,
Taught me how to open my soul and my mind
I fear love less, and listen to others more
I wonder about you because back then
you were always trying to teach me things
Yet inevitably it was someone else
who gave me the epiphany that changed my life forever
Someone you never met because you had left by then.
That was someone I loved deeply
and I’ve had my share of romances over the years.
Yet I never shared a love with anyone the way I shared it with you.
Some came close, but ultimately nobody truly matched up.
What we had over those years remains ours as it always has
Who knows maybe comparing others to you
Is setting my dating standards too high.
Not that you didn’t have your flaws. I could list those all day.
And night. And on and on, actually.
But overall, when I look back on the times I shared with you
The bad times were definitely outweighed
By much better, unforgettably good times.
It’s amazing how time can impact one’s perspectives on things.
So much is so different,
Yet so much is still the same.
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