Oblivion is the silence that hides behind time. In it, images, memories, faces disappear. Once bright feelings fade, dissolving into the vast emptiness. We build our lives by clinging to moments, but in time they fade away, swept away by the flood of oblivion.
Sometimes it is a release - from pain, loss, regret. But sometimes oblivion becomes burdensome - what was precious disappears along with the unnecessary. It is like the wind that blows sand from the palms of your hands, leaving no trace.