Some Stories

Some Stories

…time flies…life moves on…stories are born…but some die…scraps of thoughts litter my day…and I just walk in silence with the wind…there is still that long stretch of road to walk on, way beyond the horizon where the sky and the earth meet in a single darkened horizontal line…leaves start to change colors…a couple of trees begin to undress…and as I turned left for home, I saw a bird abandoned the bushes and flew away…I followed it for some time, as far as my eyes can see, until all I can see is just the blue sky…some stories just simply disappear…and they never come back…

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About Virgilio Gavia

Interests: poetry, photography, writing (prose and poetry), walking/hiking, reading (non-fiction and books of poetry) drinking coffee and herbal teas, camping, fishing, contemplating, solitude, silence, traveling, faded jeans, meaningful conversation, wabi-sabi, haiku, tanka, Jazz, Classical, oldies, all the books of Thomas Merton, Joseph Campbell, Thomas Moore, John O'Donohue, Mary Oliver, David Whyte, Mark Strand, ancient Chinese and Japanese poets, The Bible, spirituality, philosophy, psychology, sociology, history, humanities and the arts.
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9 Responses to Some Stories

  1. arlene1027 says:

    I hear an echo – just love how you put them into words…..

  2. chicana writer says:

    I feel a bit of sadness after reading and I think “Everything disappears in the end.” You’ve described it beautifully.

  3. bebs1 says:

    You are so eloquent with your emotions. I wish I got your talent.

  4. lizziejoy10 says:

    Beautifully put. Thank you. Yes, it is sad when things and people leave our lives. I just try to remember that their purpose in our life is done and we must move forward on our journey to new experiences, new people, new stories. Blessings.

    • thanks, lizziejoy, for the insightful comments. yes, i fully agree with you. it is about finding as well as leaving meaning in this world and moving on…i see myself as a pilgrim, journeying silently inward.

    • thanks, lizziejoy, for the insightful comments. yes, i fully agree with you. it is about finding as well as leaving meaning in this world and moving on…i see myself as a pilgrim, journeying silently inward.

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