Seal them Within an Envelope & Post to somewhere Remote, then let the Moss grow, The fall leaves Pour and the Winter winds Roar, and when Itβs safe go & find That space, Go where The sea is Cold and Revisit the Old, the things You told Yourself where Too hard and Too dark, That left an Indelible Mark within The heart. Open and Expose like A lost film, A reel that Reveals and Finally heals.