Image by kenne
my stardust memories
past,
resisting replay
but for the stardust of yesterday
yesterdays,
imparting time and place
gently massaging forgotten dreams
dreams,
giving clues to
my stardust memories
memories,
fading for now
only reborn to imagination
imagination,
touching the soul
engaging new moments
moments,
experiencing rapture
in the joy of our love
love,
living yesterday’s stardust
the music of today’s legends
legends,
lighting our essence
upon which the future exist
— kenne
(This poem was first penned December 23, 2005 and appeared on my first blog which was stared in November 2005.)
