There comes the path yet again, clear as ever
Though I don’t recall the last time I walked on it
Gosh! Another thorn prick on my feet
But wait!!! didn’t it happen ages ago?
Yeah, ages ago… the phantom pain so real!!!
In this misty stillness, I still feel the breeze
That lured me into this heaven I created…
A heaven that I name mine and I don’t recall why.
I know that I know this way,
The way I remember a loving memory-
A warm rush of emotions, a kind prayer…then forgotten
And shelved once again,
To be remembered an eternity later
Seems I’m strolling here in some forgotten memories of mine
Or am I part of a recalled memory for the path and all it holds???…
Thank you for reading 😊😊