To Carry Those...Who've Left...As Fragrance!

To bloom flowers in your heart For the ones who depart... Is to carry them as fragrance For to love! Is to carry those beyond... Where even death can't do us apart! . There's this constant presence of love, that stays in your heart, when you loose a parent. Love for them & their wellbeing ahead. As though their life of many decades is frozen in some cell in your brain, yet surfaces, flashes by, for no reason. Those little-little things, their Voice resounds on your consciousness. Their pains & fears for your wellbeing. And how even those ruffled edges of ones personality all dwindles into love.

The most Beautiful thing about my dad was that he was emotionally concerned for wellbeing of many who were going through difficult times. His heart would burst out to help, even if it meant going all out of the way. Yet! Being too emotional played a two way sword for him. In the end what we value is that Life, that played such a pivotal role in ones life.

Yet! I believe every time when thoughts of them involuntarily creep, they bloom flowers from within. This loss is constant & shall never go. Yet! You carry them as fragrance, maybe you can no longer speak to them or there's this veil that does not allow you to touch, Yet you are far deeply connected in this Oneness of Love. For bodies shall dwindle in time, even yours & mine, but Love Alone conquers all loss! . Happy Birthday Dad! With Coco, who teaches me true love & carry you as fragrance . Copyright: Meghna/2019