All things are fleeting

There are a few distinguishing moments in life when we are forced to
look back and see where we have been and where we are destined to go.
Pages from yesteryear clatter in the back of your mind.

Like wind chimes in the distance.

Ding ding dong, ding ding dong.

The sound echoes. Mostly sweet; sometimes sad.

Ding ding dong, ding ding dong.

The wind whips through the hollow of a dying tree. Echoing… mostly in your mind.
Regret cascades over you for loves that are lost and lessons learned.

Ding ding dong, ding ding dong.

The wind stops still and sounds fade anon. Your heart stops for that fleeting moment; beckoning the chimes to waken. The slow and steady pulse resumes. The levanta shifts and a new melody is born. Not quite distinguishable, but still there. She clears her throat and bells a new beginning.

Ding Dong Ding, Ding Dong Ding…

All things are fleeting.

Ding Dong Ding, Ding Dong Ding…

It’s time to answer the world’s call.