In this sunset of life
Often, I ramble in memories
Time, light and space sing together
Vibrating a spell of charm around me…
The melodies dance in harmony…glimpsing
Continuity in the flow of the clock.
The complete understanding
heads to the randomness of life's events.
Incognito, when I walk into this
‘museum of memories’…
Lo! What a wonderful experience it is!
What’s drowned in all my memory bank
Is finally …
My family, friends and my accomplishments…
Life’s daily a visit to a museum.
It has maps to show the way we were
and who we were and where;
I see what I was and what I’ve become.
My thoughts keep circling inadvertently.