Presence

Presence

There are people who’ve come through my life
Some I’ve held onto
Some, I’ve let go
Some slipped quietly into the past

But they’ve all touched me
I would not be who I am
Without their influence

Even if it was the briefest moment in time
Even if they’re gone now, forever

They are present, in me

Wilson’s Promontory
Victoria, Australia

Taken during travels, 1995