Restoration

The beginning of time is but a moment of unexpected awareness cascading down the walls of centuries, evolving into a momentous concentration of life and strength and enduring remembrance.   Once, the walls were open to exploration by the bold and faint-hearted alike.   Now, closed to all, they are but the reflection of a memory once held by all, now forgotten to the masses.   When shall we again obtain the declaration of life's most honored purpose?   When again shall we reach the apex of understanding which comes with the contemplation of things eternal? Written February 21st, 2002 © on Feb 21 2002 03:52 AM PST, Brett Mayfield   4 • 0 • 11