The Light That Remembers Your Laugh
The afternoon stretches out, long and gray, and you find yourself straining to hear the exact cadence of a laugh that has gone quiet. You are afraid the memory is slipping, that the sound is fading into the noise of the routine.
But the light does not forget what it has loved. There is a presence that knows the sound better than you do, holding it safe in a place where time cannot erode it.
You do not have to cling to the echo to keep the person alive. The love that made the laugh is still here, humming beneath the surface of this ordinary hour.
The sound may change, but the light that sparked it remains.
Drawing from
John, Gospel of Thomas
Verses
John 16:33, Gospel of Thomas 3
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