Have you ever left a place you did not want to leave?
I have sat perfectly still, listening to the sounds of crickets, frogs and leaves moving in a gentle breeze.
I have sat with my heart wide open to the feel of the breeze absorbing all.
I have drawn deep breaths and held them to internalize the time and place.
I have tried to reach beyond the bounds of the mortal body to be part of this place.
Memories are all that remains. When all else is gone I have the memories.
Memories, memories precious memories.