Symphony Of Memory
My migratory mind indomitably mobile
recedes with the ebbed time to the shore of the past
like the spirited surfer on the wandering waves of life,
surging on curled crests carrying the fractured moon
to the twirling troughs that store the sunk stars.
The wheel of time churns up the disarray dust,
settling on the unstable shelf of my listless life.
Memory menagerie from the dismal debris flies away
as the fulcrum of frail self-realization oscillates
beyond my grasp on the rolling ripples of longing.
In the weed-webbed terrain draping the depth within,
turns from the wreckage of lost love to a golden garden.
The pathway paved by memory outside its frail fence,
waits for me remarkably rejuvenated, to be walked
to the mesmeric meadow of the promising tomorrow.
The dormant memory is then inspired to innovate
the arcane acumen of self-acquired inspiration alchemy.
Marigold blooms with hues of hope in the junkyard,
the glitter of gold flashes in the rusted crust of riling ruins
with the metamorphic touch of the Midas mind.
When my castle of sand on the shore of yearning
tumbles down as the discarded debris of doting heart,
I discover the hidden flute of feeling permanently preserved,
and play again the lost tune that changes my life
with the ecstatic melody of the symphony of memory.
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