Recollections

Now it's mysterious That passed along this lane Feel that cling inside As it's the past of someone else There the charm is riddle sometimes Marched as the steps of self always Next dawn that crosses by an unknown It's the ferment of a chaste Grafting that a sniff of time Merge there is a memory always Ring of time is the admin part There the rest sinks as a whole Soul still march that yard with whisper But the momentum is still apart That is a conquest past in time Still that rhyme with whole heart! ! ©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved