How do you keep memories?

Keep them safe

Like a wedding dress for…

How do you know who you are?  How are you, you?

How will others know?

Does existence blow away like dust when dead?

For dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return.

Will anyone remember?

Some have painted on cave walls. 

All that is left of the soul is pigment and rock. 

I watch.  I see.  I look for a place to paint my soul.