The mirror of the memories
It would never be the same
Time kept the past and grew deeper than everything
As someone else
Lost in an accustomed truth
It became a dream with living memories of every past love
Pain and grief stand in a forgotten place
A quiet escape where nothing changed
Dreams become lost everywhere
Even after an endless quest
When the world seems without any hope
In my memory
I’ve been so far from what I was
Maybe it was an illusion
I thought to seek myself because
the reality is just dreadful
The mirror of the memories
Whose secrets create my dreams
Which can only be found far away
In a silent dwelling
Stretching between existence and nothingness
Where everything is lost
Through the anguishes in life
Forevermore
The feelings occur like different images
Seizing a chance to endure
But it is said for something
Sometimes life can lead away from the joy
Time might be a truth that comes across
The past glimpsed the feelings of love
So far
How much do I love to understand those mysteries of my mind
The mirror of the memories I glance
And hope to touch with my thoughts
It has no place in time
Becoming lost and frightened by the
the reality that has been forgotten
Flickering like a sunbeam in a warm spring breeze
The scenery of a summer that I stare
For a while
Feeling what would come into my mind
Striving to seize happiness day by day
The marvellous merriment of living
So I would try to love and be filled with flowers
Like flying bubbles on a lovely day
Deeming how life is unique and unrepeatable
Beyond the beginning and the ending
In the eternity of darkness and light
Once everything becomes timeless.
Esther Elizabeth Racah
