Saturday, May 27, 2006
Reminiscences and Reflections
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Charm of the moment not lost
The leaves rustles, the darkness casts pallor upon the skies
The branches sway in endless reverberation
Rain intensified in pace, mirror of life unfolds
The pace quickens, quickens like bullets fired
From a gun created not too long ago
A metamorphosis of sorts from what it used to be
Casting a shadow upon the papers, photos, memories
Yet they remain firmly in place, paperweight-bound
Rain and the calming winds that accompany
And the inebriated silence
A salve in a world of chaos
Just like the memories marked and compartmentalized
Ensconced in the deepest chambers of my heart
Safely out of reach
A semblance of understanding emerges amidst torrents
Of the mechanisms of stark reality
Alex
27 May 2005