Horizontal perception.

A downpour of somber joy is flooding the room.Things from the depths of my mind are surfacing.I'm sinking deeply in words that I toss to the wind,Carried away by tempest thoughts that storm through my memory.

As i stare at your picture on the wall.Your face i so dearly recognize,happy and content.Your frame is in perfect disarray.

Like the way i held you,when i held your frail body when you took your last breath.

Now the hurricane has subsided.The long dark nights have cast a shadow beneath the ground you once walked upon.

I moved on.Rainbows are jumping through my camera lense.Clouds are skipping across the canvas window.

No more torrential downpours running down my cheeks.

When I reflect on the years that we captured in the eye of the storm.Theres a stillness,not a breath between us,only the vastness of memories.