Contours of memories don’t fail telling me
Secret journeys of a well-lived life
How can I forget
Those lillyed moments
Wrapped up in spiritual papers
Of inspiration
Played on instruments
Of owning each other
How can I forget
And how can you forget
Beyond the horizons
Of the blue mountains
They were
They are
And they’ll still be dreams
Reminiscence
Of why one shouldn’t forget
Passed-by unmarked jewels of life
Within
Those counting memorable moments
When the spirit of God
Became the referee
I say, those who never forgave
Never loved
Best deals of life are mined
With determination
Tomorrow and other tomorrows
Will never fail saying
Life has no reverse gears
And the secrets of a well-lived life
Remain tucked within
Unreachable folds of consummated life…
