Be still my heart
what is it about the past that makes my heart do double flips
I see an old vintage car or truck on the road
and I’m totally smitten and want to get a better look
someone has toiled and laboured… beyond a doubt that machine is loved
the vehicle is totally refurbished, and proudly driven
what is it .. that not only I, but many others
find so fascinating and worth hours and hours of
dedicated time and often cost without a second thought
to satsifying our passion for a vehicle long past its prime
I’ve driven by old forgotten garages, on out-of-the-way
and long forgotten highways… we see the closed and boarded up shops
where once people from all around, drove miles to patronize
and now… these shops, and services, on streets in small towns
that are no longer on a busy thoroughfare
sit bare, empty, and often forlorn, with not hope of being reclaimed
The merchants, the florists, the cafe owners, all their hopes and dreams have faded
and finally died… forcing them to close up.. and move on…
yet the cars and trucks of yesteryear .. left to rust and be reclaimed by nature.
or sent to their rest in rows upon rows of burnt out metal and chrome
are sought out and given new life… by men and women who want to recapture what was.
Something holds us to the past, not only the vehicles
but the empty barns, farmhouses, abandoned buldings
already,I alone, have collected over 3000 pins (Pinterest) from other
pinners who have a strong penchant for what was….. and i am a mere novice
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I believe that what holds us to the past, and has us besotted is a four letter word
L O V E
Love is a high, it is delicious, it is wonderful
but, it can also hurt and leave one scarred
when we feed our passion that needs expression,
focusing on an inanimate object
it can be so much more satisfying
and we can see the results of our hard work and devotion
hunks of metal, shiny chrome, yeah, they can make me thrill
but a good friend, a trusted friend,
a monent shared with another human being
now that is a truly special gift, whether miles apart or right beside you
love that is sincere, love that is pure. love that is given without condition
that is a connecting energy of past,present and future
it is everlasting and eternal.
You are loved, loved, loved.
Namaste – Oyashikiri
*1914 Model T Ford
**1930 Ford panel delivery truck
***1938 REO Speed Wagon
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