Mimicking Memories

Marching into rows of melodies that mimic memories already etched within this poet's mind, written indelibly on inner photographic screens. Holding everything ever seen, heard or felt, kept in sacred depths of my being, letting senses open, blossom, taking in all of life and nature. Giving a sense of oneness that penetrates my soul efferves- cently and totally, combining, blending, exercising freedom of rhythms as they cooperate, falling into lines of poetry. Withstanding all that happens in this earthly life, stretch- ing across turmoil, sacrifice, suffering and loneliness as it empties my being, filling it with an abandonment that can never be retracted while still alive.