Memories Come To Me

Sometimes memories come to me

Memories that I can’t hold on to

That I can’t quite figure out if I ever made them

They come to me unexpectedly

From an autumn breeze

Or glimpses of nature,

From certain smells or eye colors

Or fragments of melodies

Sometimes in moments of silence

Or in crowded valleys

All from another world or another life.
They are not events that I can grasp, but feelings

Feelings of peace and serenity

Passion and enthusiasm

Like I’m not limited in the life that I am leading

Or the body that I’m carrying…

I grab them hard when they arrive

And hope that in the peace of their presence

I will rest my head and close my eyes

Like this far away world exists somewhere in time

Maybe I’ll get to, maybe I already did  

But I know I’ll always be blessed with knowing that I own them.

WISHES

Half stories
And half sentences
Hopes shattered
And wishes turned into ashes

Half pages and unfinished businesses
In lost causes I was trapped
And crashed under the weight of wishes
But they're no longer breaking my heart

Cause when I looked upon the dusty road
That leads me home
To wherever and whomever that may be
I made peace
With the soul within me