Pillars of Salt
There is a curse no human can avoid.
We don't see it until it's too late.
Even Lot's wife couldn't help but look back.
A pillar of salt she became.
A pillar of salt l've become...
Frozen in the past. Unable to go forward.
To move on...
It's hard not to reminisce of holidays past.
The people we used to celebrate with.
Caramel recipes we always baked together.
They are all ghosts now.
So I succumb once more to nostalgia:
My mortal enemy.
To whom I give so much energy.
To places and people who no longer exist.
But I am learning.
I am discovering the beauty in pouring that energy into the present.
For these are the moments we will one day look back on.
I remember you mentioning the nostalgia post. I really like the pillar of salt metaphor.