As the number of years accumulate,
impossibly thin layers veils my eyes
warping the meanings behind minute details.
Once, I had rebuked them as sentimentalism
But now I look back at it and wonder
if this is what matters in the end.
A new chapter opens,
and flash of light signals the beginning of yet another race.
Hopefully, it’s in the warmth we find in these small details
that we can rest our souls at the end of the line.
10.29.2025