Just a quiet reflection on memories and people who were important to us at various stages of our life, but we have lost touch with. And what if I had made a different decision how different would my life be now ? It is not about regret or sadness, but just thoughts on an alternative life.
Raindrops fall like long forgotten tears
Has it really been that many years
As the sound of the gentle patter of rain
I feel the echo of that long forgotten pain
Memories surface of other faces
Phantoms and ghosts of other places
Of the faces I have seen
And the places I have been.
Sometimes, I wonder if I had chosen
Another pattern had I woven
If another path I had taken
In another life I would awaken
Where would that have lead me
On the long road of self-discovery
Like an unwritten chapter in history
In the book of my life story.
And I wonder where are they now
People I have long forgotten somehow
Yet once were so dear and precious to me
Now confined to my memory
Deep in the Sanctuary of my soul
A place of memories, sacred and whole
Of the places I have seen
And the faces I have been.
C/ Denis Murphy 12 July 2017.