The transience that slips through the gaps in one's fingers, the sands of time that never return
By the time I realized it,
there was nothing left in my hands.
Even though I thought I was holding on so tightly,
it had quietly slipped through the gaps in my fingers.
It was just like,
the sand in an hourglass.
It feels like I can grasp it, but I cannot.
Even if I try to stop it, it flows away.
We live within that sand called "time."
Every time I lose something, I think,
why couldn't I have cherished that moment a little more?
But the me from back then,
I think I must have believed in "eternity."
Without ever thinking that an end would come someday,
I believed that the days we spent laughing together would continue.
That is precisely why, by the time I noticed, it was already too late,
and I stared at the time that had passed,
as if peering through the gaps in my fingers.
The word "transience"
might sound a bit cold.
But when you think about it,
there is also "beauty" dwelling within that sound.
The moment cherry blossoms fall is beautiful,
because we know it is not eternal.
We regret the night coming to an end,
because that darkness teaches us about kindness.
Perhaps through losing things,
we are touching the miracle that is "now."
Long ago, on the night I parted with someone dear to me,
I simply could not sleep.
In the quiet room,
only the light of my phone glowed faintly.
While staring at the words "goodbye,"
I could not stop my tears.
But at the same time, a small voice spoke from deep within my chest.
——This pain, too, will turn into kindness someday.
I couldn't believe it at the time.
But now that time has passed, I understand.
People find, within what has slipped away,
the true 'shape of love'.
What falls through the gaps in your fingers
does not all simply vanish.
A 'warmth' remains, held firmly in the palm of your hand.
It is the temperature of memories.
The recollection of time spent together.
Even if the form is gone,
there are things that continue to shine quietly deep within the heart.
Therefore, there is no need to fear the passing of time.
Because there is a beauty that can only be found
in the act of flowing.
Time is always,
cruel yet kind.
While it carries away what is leaving,
it still gives us the strength to move forward.
Even on days when it feels like time has stopped,
deep within our hearts,
tiny grains of sand are moving without a sound.
Regrets and lingering attachments,
are all part of that sand.
Eventually, they accumulate,
forming strata called 'memories'.
What sleeps there
is the proof that we truly lived.
Looking back,
the choices made then, those words spoken,
all connect to who I am today.
Precisely because it cannot be redone,
that single moment held meaning.
I believe life is not
a 'journey to choose the right answer',
but a 'journey to love the path we have chosen'.
Rather than lamenting what has slipped away,
I want to gently touch what remains.
The past is not something to be locked away,
but something to be embraced.
Once I knew that,
I finally understood the meaning of the words 'moving forward'.
The sands of time cannot be stopped.
But we can feel the way they flow.
In the morning light,
there is the lingering echo of laughter shared with someone.
In the night wind,
the breath of my former self still lingers.
Each one of those breaths,
is a memory of sand that has slipped away.
They are never in vain,
and they shine quietly within you.
Whether you are losing someone dear,
or letting go of a dream from the past,
the "end" you feel in that moment,
is actually the beginning of a "change."
There is light that can only enter by letting go.
There is happiness that can only be scooped up with an empty hand.
When you realize this,
even the transience that slips away,
becomes something you can cherish.
Nights when you weep for time that can never return.
Even so,
as long as you remember that pain,
that time is still alive.
The past does not disappear.
It simply changes form and breathes within you.
The sand that slipped through your fingers,
has piled up at your feet.
It has become the path for living today.
✨Afterword
"Losing something" is, at the same time as being a sadness,
also "receiving something."
The sand of time does not return, but,
the feelings you felt within it,
remain properly in your heart.
We are always,
thinking "I can never go back,"
while in fact, we are properly "continuing."
The words of someone dear,
and the color of the sky you looked up at,
still live within you now.
Please, do not fear what has slipped away.
It was not lost,
because it has "returned within you."
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