Traversing the vermillion hues and foliage of Autumn,
Walking with the bare trunks of snow –clad Winter hills;
Withstanding the miseries of parched, desolate barren lands
Of torrid summer and despair;
With the bloom of joyous spring;
With the downpour of sky and grief
Memories bequeath the imprints of life.
The memories of bygones,
The emissary of ephemerals.
Yet, inspiration for driving forward
Teaching us tenuousness of life.
Sometimes, an ode to normalcy
Sings the song of life,
Enlivening the soul,
Entangled in intricacies.
The folks of triumph of pragmatism
In the whirl wind of life
Being a gentle reminder to the wandering soul.
Sometimes, as the niceties of life
Very closely are memories
Cherished long.
It evades senescence and evanescence;
Traversing the barriers of culture &dialects;
Revamping the tireless traveller of life,
Ridden with uncertainty &obscurity
Usher in renaissance of humility &love.
It never goes with the last winds of the night,
Never fades into oblivion with the dawn of sun,
Leads lineages forward and forward,
Transforming lives, Memories bequeath the imprints of life.
[This poem is published in Dr.Sanjana’s book – Reflections an anthology of poems]
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