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A Loom of Memories
I sleep tucked in my time wrap,
Floating between the dreamy skies
and the sea of reality.
The sands watch over the horizons
as I imprint them with sweet memories.
Why does the wind on my forehead,
sometimes feel like the soft caress
of my mother’s hand?
I rush through the mornings
when a kid’s cycle-
pulls at the strings of my bag,
and a scar on my elbow makes me smile.
I fascinate as how I outgrew
my kindergarten teacher-
Her petite frame was so overbearing,
not so long ago.
So many friends stopped, played along
and moved on.
I walked on only to realize
how invaluable was their touch,
and how I grew through the heartbreaks and joys.
I keep my memories with reverence.
For they are in the intricate enigmatic design
of the universe, of which I pass by, enriched.
Memories of the days when everything
new was so fascinating,
Yet, I was all knowing.
Not so long ago,
As the days pile on now
the lesser I know.
The complexities baffle me,
The beauty stupefies me-
Between sleep and wakefulness,
dreams and reality,
In this time wrap I move
With the treasure of my memories…
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Memories enrich our life and our most precious treasure.