Recollection

- - Recollection - - There was a time that wild imitation was my hauteur. life was all demulcent with no tears, and moment was full of wonderment. Living life was charming- a celebration. Each part of time promised a new amazement and heart was a guidance. Every blooming wonder beckoned unknown mystery. Beauty of breathing brought fresh horizon, a crystal truth. Every passing cloud smiled for brighter new vision, a veil of affection, moving in life was all gorblimey, the echo of eternity, Celestial light of inner joss house doth awaken me from night's careful calmly and quiet love. Now time hast qualified and brooding mind halters to reflect the glory of those bygone days, Moment is fresh but crowded too much, light falls on light - the luminescence. Age and greyness bear rich fruit of ripeness but outspent and dilapidated those wild innocene and benign beatitude.