Most of our lives get lost in time, unrecorded,
our recollections packed up, buried, and distorted,
until that one thing you see or hear takes you back to long forgotten places,
a storied oasis- but when it’s played back, details are lost, some people are faceless.
The five senses of our memories are the first to hop the fences,
in the social media age its still hard to recall, without some special occasion, a mental benchmark, or other pretenses.
The era in my life, the vibes and the times,
I can ‘re-feel,’ then ‘re-see’ them, with closed eyes-
the present reigns supreme, but I revel in those moments
where a flashback is triggered and I’m suddenly transported.
Sometimes it takes something new to bring back old visions
and when nostaglia hits, it hits with power and precision.
Taste, touch, smell, sights, sounds might not last,
but your emotions will spark a memory and take you right back
to how the moon looked that night, how hard they smiled,
a first kiss, last words, or that 26th mile.
Our own life story plays back in our minds,
Emotions at the wheel of the memories they drive.-RSM