Light in the Tunnel

Many times we look into the void...
And the void shows ... a thin tunnel of light ..
But the sounds are strange ... redundant ..
Much like the sounds of the whirling winds ..
The flash of light before the thunder.

Then the void again opens and reveals the past..
An image once enjoyed in the past ..
A sound that is now distant and faint...
But still, it is there.. alive and well ...
But still the beauty of voice and word..

Then with the snap of a finger.. the light is gone..
The past is gone... the day returns ..
But then .. one knows where it resides ... and lives..
Available for a return to enjoyment ... and view.
The tunnel closes and is imersed in the past .. but alive.