Cascading Memories
Sunday, 20. September 2009, 09:11:15
CASCADING MEMORIES
distant memories down the waterfall cascade
in succession one by one they spill
many dashing upon the rocks below
and fragmenting into a million pieces
diffusing themselves amidst the waters flow
making their way to the steep descent along
the waters of the rivers heart as
wishful visions continue to pour out
from a past long ago the waterfall dreams
must be let go to allow the tranquill and serene
this fount of blessing of both pain and joy
splashes and falls to the earth below
river that it is, that gives life that continually changes
memories that are that neither choose to give pain nor joy
such are cascading memories that wash about the shores
of the mind filling the body with emotions of not our choosing
but is that really true? whilst memories are what they are
whilst some flood and fill our mind and senses, whilst others
flow along and trickle into our sentinent being
that was once at rest and peace with the present
it is this present that allows us to stay afloat of what
is recalled to the mind and we have become stronger swimmers
when tides of thoughts pour through our eyes of pain or joy
we and we alone all the memories to cascade
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long
distant memories down the waterfall cascade
in succession one by one they spill
many dashing upon the rocks below
and fragmenting into a million pieces
diffusing themselves amidst the waters flow
making their way to the steep descent along
the waters of the rivers heart as
wishful visions continue to pour out
from a past long ago the waterfall dreams
must be let go to allow the tranquill and serene
this fount of blessing of both pain and joy
splashes and falls to the earth below
river that it is, that gives life that continually changes
memories that are that neither choose to give pain nor joy
such are cascading memories that wash about the shores
of the mind filling the body with emotions of not our choosing
but is that really true? whilst memories are what they are
whilst some flood and fill our mind and senses, whilst others
flow along and trickle into our sentinent being
that was once at rest and peace with the present
it is this present that allows us to stay afloat of what
is recalled to the mind and we have become stronger swimmers
when tides of thoughts pour through our eyes of pain or joy
we and we alone all the memories to cascade
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long
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