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 to ephemerals.
Yet,
inspiration for driving forward
Teaching
us tenuousness of life.
Sometimes,
an ode to normalcy
Sings the song of life,
Enlivening
the soul,
Intertwined
in intricacies.
The
folks of triumph of pragmatism
In
the whirl wind of life.
Sometimes,
the niceties of life
Very
closely are memories
Cherished
long.
It
evades senescence and evanescence;
Traversing
the barriers of culture &dialects;
Revamping
the tireless traveler 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.
