Left too long it becomes
dusty
moldy
stinky
growing
thick with weeds
clinging to
neurons and synapses
roots wrapping ‘round
memory
whether good or bad, or maybe just lukewarm
distorting it
changing it.
Could memory be covered completely
as though it were never there?
The debris can be
removed
tamed
when regularly tended
carefully
gently
kindly
To enter that swampy thicket
unarmed
without the right tools
without protective clothing
may be dangerous
But be careful
step lightly
dusty rays of sunlight
filter through to the mossy floor
tiny flower bulbs of memory survive
nurturing ferns and mushrooms abound
Generations of trees grow up to the sun.
"The richness of life lies in memories we have forgotten."
~ Cesare Pavese
2 comments:
Beautifully written, Sue.
Thanks, jan.
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