Memory
MEMORY
the soul understands time
and moves through it
like wind through the trees
the soul respects the future
while it honours the past
but lives in the present
the soul knows dreams
and speaks about them often;
dreams are light bridges
that allow the soul to wander
and the mind to wonder
the soul dances around eternity
like a butterfly in the breeze
a soul has no desires or needs
it is strong and weak,
it is soft yet unbreakable
so bright it is invisible
but not untouchable
this soul remembers sunsets
and togetherness
because memory is soul-speak
my soul remembers the look
in her eyes and the touch
of her hand…
my soul remembers love,
my soul remembers you.
Copyright © Phil Capitano | Year Posted 2017
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