Hidden in our midst

are where the crumbs of time reside.

Within our minds our richness lies;

Where our vulnerability can't hide.

Recalling blushing moments,

hidden beneath the vines.

The mountainous peaks we've trekked,

creating strength inside our minds.

Without the past, we're hollow.

No substance to build upon.

No recollection of wisdom,

to leave behind when we pass on.