What a difference it would have
made had he not seen this place.
He was here, a world away from
all he had known before, leaving
behind all the years of familiarity,
family, friends, everything which
had shaped him into the young
man he had come to be.
And here, the difference between
then and now—a strange new world
order indeed. And like a sponge, he
absorbed all the foreign sights and
sounds. History and antiquity came
alive before his eyes.
Was this a dream, a movie fantasy
or just another reality? New discoveries
up, down and around every corner,
the sights and sounds, the aromas
permeated every fiber of his being.
This, a rebirth for him at the
age of eighteen, an enticing
change overcame him, taking
shape with every step he
would take.
For him the past served as the
guiding path which brought him
here without uncertainty or fear.
This was the transformative
essence of life, a conduit connecting
him from his past into the future.
He purchased a bouquet of flowers
from a street vendor and presented
them to an elderly lady seated alone
on a park bench. He smiled and said
good morning to her in her language.
Then he walked away, continuing the
once in a lifetime adventure of a brand
new day.
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Chris Hanch 2-12-2023
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