via Daily Prompt: Gone Do you love the word perhaps ? I do, it conjures up hope for me when it is nearly gone . Another thing ‘perhaps’ reveals is a certain mystery ; the unknown . Language is a gift perhaps because gone is certainly a word that stirs sadness within this soul of mine and the word perhaps is a gift that still keeps my glass half full.
Some would argue that when we die we are gone but we never are really gone are we? Tiny atoms of us will always exists somewhere physically and metaphysically we will live in memories until they fade perhaps.
Sometimes the word gone is welcomed by me especially when an illness is gone or a financial debt is gone these make ‘gone ‘ welcome to me .
The times that reveal my carefree days are gone are not so welcome ; perhaps they are not really gone perhaps they will reveal themselves again so thankyou for the word perhaps and the gift of hope .