A Soldier Departed

February 20, 2013

As the Creator whispered into the young man’s battleworn heart, “You fought with honor,” the young man closed his eyes. “You served with valor,” the Commander continued. The young man’s breathing slowed to a mere whisper fleeing steadfast into the forthcoming wind, fading into oblivion until it could be felt no more. “Your service is over, soldier.” Slowly, the young man’s heart beat to the sound of a fatigued drummer’s final murmur that chased his breath to a land where the final utterances of the dying go on to live for the rest of eternity. “Go home.” And with that, the young man died. The young soldier parted onward to another world, a better world, from a hospital bed, connected to the many machines that beeped and booped the thematic of his departure. The young man passed through the doorway of eternity surrounded by angels, soaked in the love that poured from their eyes. The curtains fell as the final act of the performance came to a finish; the story, an end.

The world turned as it always had up to that moment, impervious to the death of a single human being. It seemed the world would continue to turn as it always had and always would, all but in the hearts of the lives a young soldier had wandered into and wandered out of with only footprints in the sand to remind them that he had once stood there. He had once loved there. With his footprints compressed into the sand, it was almost as if the tides of time had never washed him away. Where the young man’s footprints lay engraved in the sand, his love would stand against all tides forever and for always.


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