Who never passed upon a thought, then found it renewed
Like a compass pointing towards the North again
Is this a tribute which our heart ensues
Or, our minds merely
Playing tricks
In vain

Is there not a breeze that walks amidst the skies
Catching raindrops of forgotten thoughts
Returning memories to spin and rise
Filling corridors which once
We thought held only
Naught

If a single thought remembered can warm a heart again
Then let me be the water in those skies
A raindrop of memories not in vain
That gently passes through
Your mind and brings
You
Blissful sighs