Letter 351
I had a dream that I stood before the nine hundred and ninety-seven vases of the fallen edens.
I knelt by the first vase and cupped my hands like a spoon. I raised the bitter water to my lips and closed my eyes.
When I opened them again, I gazed upon all the edens that had fallen in me. I saw edens that I had held in my hands but had let go, I saw promises I did not keep, pains I did not soothe, wounds I did not heal, tears I did not shed, deaths I did not mourn, prayers I did not answer, lovers I left behind, doors I did not open, doors I did not close, and dreams I did not live. I saw all that was offered that I could not accept. I saw the letters I wished for but never received.
I saw all that could have been but never will be.
from Ashes & Snow
I knelt by the first vase and cupped my hands like a spoon. I raised the bitter water to my lips and closed my eyes.
When I opened them again, I gazed upon all the edens that had fallen in me. I saw edens that I had held in my hands but had let go, I saw promises I did not keep, pains I did not soothe, wounds I did not heal, tears I did not shed, deaths I did not mourn, prayers I did not answer, lovers I left behind, doors I did not open, doors I did not close, and dreams I did not live. I saw all that was offered that I could not accept. I saw the letters I wished for but never received.
I saw all that could have been but never will be.
from Ashes & Snow
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