I must reclaim what is covered in memories of bliss

Bliss that now upon recollection only draws up wells of salty waters

I must face the once unfathomable

Memories that did not realize their power whilst being made

The colors of this day's particular memory is one of blues, greens, oranges and greys.

I couldn't let this place hold only one memory

A memory now painful to touch

So I walked alone and caressed my own cheek

Responsibility to change my associations from sadness to peace

This is where I begin

As I walked through the same path taken before

I mourned

Yet as I walked the wind and trees and air around me joined

Wind blowing through leaves echoed my cries

Soft breeze upon my skin held me close

Not so alone in this walk

Surrounded by ground used to tears

It was not afraid of mine

So I wept upon it

Wind strengthened

And grew to roar as it gripped me in its tight embrace

A sad solace washed across

I rewrote what was written here

Clinging to both pain and peace and pouring it into each step

This grass in particular haunted me

So I placed new imprints upon it and erased previous marks

The marks made upon my heart remain

But I made a solid attempt

Paths once trodden with ones I love most

Now walked alone 

Yet not alone

I have the wind to hold me now