Distinct from every other way of thinking,
a memory casts its mystic clouds and visions;
Depending solely on the inner psyche's stance,
which wistfully calls upon each core illusion.

At once a faded thought from years gone by,
can generate and embellish countless scenes;
Which built a secluded world of cryptic moments,
that haunt our days and deepen our twilight dreams.

"Remembering When" can often be quite frightening,
or touch our hearts and souls through spiritual phases;
The sunny days of wonder pass by too quickly,
from vacant eyes which turn away their gaze.

Down the precious path of love's connection,
within swirling thoughts determining our fate;
We seek the clearest answers to lifelong questions,
when 'crossing over' toward heaven's open gate.