memories as a mindful grasp

when death has had departure

and solace is standing ground,

there is enchantment in memories portrayal 

and bereavement in the distance separate from.

there is the comeuppance of feelings, 

fresh with a faint of aliveness

yet in fairness to now,

only an art gallery's view in the mind's eye.

there is a steadiness to the free-fall in remembrance.

the animation is featuring such a selected view.

there is reflection and heartfelt as a sensory means.

audience is both inviting 

and a presence withheld, 

for it is the enchanting smell of an imaginary rose,

the sensory sung in silence hummed,

an intimacy in imagination's warmth,

a fragrant showering of moment's past, 

all of an embrace without the physical features,

all of the warmth of an invisible candle's closeness by burn,

and a silent movie full of sound and sensory rolling.

interpretation is all in emotional terms presenting.

now and then, are having a strange of cohesion occur.

there is the puzzlement of time, 

with pieces out of predictable order,

a softness of hands that feel like they're touching,

as if in this moment's realness as being realized.

there, standing on the beach of connectedness,

waiting on the emotional tides, 

that bring on the shear of impassioned memories

and then drains to present the standing there alone.

that beach is a life-walk in the making,

as the wisdom from tides will come and go.

some day recollections will learn to swim

while memories then become the waves themselves.

and tides no more bring on or take away.

for the beach, once as thought for memories,

is now the ocean of connectedness undisturbed.

for emotions are the ocean

and tides are only memories 

on the beach of each of us. 

in mind, only . . .