The Photograph

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For years I saved
a monochrome universe
intact within my wallet –
not to confine a memory
but to walk beside a fairy-light.

It had no voice
yet constantly for me,
it whispered courage,
confidence and success;
It had no hands
yet steadied my wavering steps;
As I envisioned it sanctified
the chaotic paths of life.

Then one day under casual sun
the photograph slipped down
before the inquisitive eyes
that looked at it in amazement
but with a grace to remain silent.

In that silent moment
a greater realization came…

Love outlasts the brittle page,
and memory outlives the ink;
greyscale may fade,
paper edges fray,
and treasured keepsakes
slip like sand from our hands.

But heart has no pocket
that can be emptied at will…

The one who once became
a living legend of the soul
needs no portrait to endure:
One dwells as time cannot fade,
where expanse cannot erase,
and where no accidental fall
can separate them again.

For the everlasting image
is the one, as I now realize –
needs no eyes to catch its light
forever framed, beyond all art
within the sanctum of the heart.

^{Objects preserve memories temporarily; the heart preserves them beyond time; this also explains distinction between possession and presence.}

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