Memories

Daydreams and memories Like skimming stones across a creek Sometimes seeming to skip on endlessly Before finally going under Just touching on moment after moment of your existence Before sinking into a particular memory Other times just a few jumps dipping into flashbacks Here and there Before disappearing underwater Then there's the miss-throw Plunging straight in to a vivid moment of your life That has touched you deeply And.... like the stone You sink... The inevitable result Every time There is no other ending You always end up in the water Reliving a part of your day Or a moment long past Joyful memories Hurtful memories It makes no difference You will always sink It is the nature of the stone It seems uncontrollable Totally a wild beast Random and unpredictable But it doesn't have to be the end of the story You can change it Take control of the skipping Choose the smoothest rock learn to choose WHICH memories to drown in Skip past the nightmares Sink into the happy ones learn how to hold your breath underwater Find yourself a scuba diving set For me, it's reading a good book and writing poetry that supplies me with oxygen Use when needed And you push on Reaching for a time that made you happy Or turned your heart into a pool of molten wax A time that made you laugh till tears ran down your cheeks Had you flying through the air Free as a bird Or dancing on the clouds crying from overwhelming gratitude Everyone has some moment in their life That they felt good about As small as a smile from a stranger At a time when you needed someone to notice you Or as momentous as holding your first baby in your arms Each time you succeed in reaching the happy points You become stronger Happier within yourself And you begin to create more heartfelt moments to remember So you fall less and less into the bad daydreams You just have to learn to breathe underwater Strengthen your lungs Exercise your throwing muscles And become a brilliant stone skipper Until One day You will skip right over to the other bank.