In the Embrace of Now
- The Gossamer Threads of Memory
In the realm where time unfurls its wings
Memories dance, like ethereal beings
Drifting away on wisps of the past
A fragile tapestry that forever lasts
But between memories and the present's embrace
An impenetrable paper, a sacred space
They exist on separate shores, you see
Bound by the laws of destiny
For memories, they hold a tender sway
In the repository of moments, where they stay
They whisper secrets of days gone by
Echoes of laughter, tears, and sighs
Yet memories cannot bridge the divide
To where the present moments reside
For now is the realm where life is bred
Where dreams awaken, and footsteps tread
The present, an eternal stream of now
Unfolding with each breath we allow
It defies the grasp of memories' hold
A canvas anew, waiting to unfold
In memories' realm, time stands still
Moments frozen, a precious thrill
But the present, it surges with vibrant might
A symphony of colors, painting life's sight
For memories are treasures, cherished and dear
But the present beckons, crystal clear
It calls us to savor each precious day
To live fully in its vibrant display
Oh, memories, like whispers in the breeze
They fade and tangle, like autumn leaves
But the present, it pulses with ceaseless grace
A symphony of moments, a timeless embrace
So let the memories drift away, my friend
Embrace the present, where life descends
For memories may dwell in the realm of the past
But now is where our stories are cast
In the dance of moments, let us reside
With hearts open wide, let us decide
To seize the present, with passion and zest
For it's in the now, we truly invest
So, let the memories weave their gentle sway
As we embrace the present, day by day
For memories are but whispers of what's been
While the present, it's where our futures begin
About the Creator
Dawnxisoul393art
Couple from HK. Dr. Daniel K Lam has got his degrees in Anglia Ruskin University, Cambridge(ARU has its origins in the Cambridge School of Art, which was opened in 1858 by John Ruskin), Doris H Lam has graduated from GFAA with MFA degree.
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Comments (4)
Beautiful poem!
P.S. As I conclude these lines, I am reminded of the delicate dance between memories and the present. Memories, like ethereal beings, drift away on wisps of the past, creating a fragile tapestry that forever lasts. Yet, they exist on separate shores, bound by the laws of destiny, unable to bridge the divide to where the present moments reside. While memories hold a tender sway in the repository of moments, it is the present that surges with vibrant might, an eternal stream of now, beckoning us to savor each precious day. Memories may fade like whispers in the breeze, but the present pulses with ceaseless grace, offering us a symphony of moments and a timeless embrace. So, let us embrace the present, where our stories are cast, and seize each moment with passion and zest, for it is in the now that our futures truly begin.
I agree with Andrea below! I loved your wonderful poem!
Beautifully done - Yet memories cannot bridge the divide To where the present moments reside Pulling readers to the present! However, in one second, the present is the past, LOL.