Gales of Memories

Over the mountain,
Beneath the sea;
Noises that are laughing silently.

Flying in the darkness,
Dancing through the day.
Flying voice that seem to say:

Dont try stopping;
Fly up high!
Just keep walking
Through the sky!

Whispers that giggle
And joke gaily.
Thoughts and wishes
That fly so free.

Memories
Of long ago.
Safekeeping Secrets
Which I no longer know.

Gales of Memories
That sweeps the dust high,
Making a vision
Before my very eye.

And then blankness
On and on.
All these memories
Are long gone.

March 29, 2007

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