Memories Poem by Julius Lenaiyarra

Memories not recalled
Are those not formed
Stepping forward from a lane
Of a busy day in life
Sit back, eyes closed
And allow the mind to wander
Its power; a relaunch of episodic moments
Cutting thro' from across
Through an imaginary wind,
Peep at the faded past.

The empty space turns pictures
Travelling far thro' the years
In an explicit or implicit manner
Aggressively reload moments
A re-incarnation; a rebirth
A gaze of the moments
Still to behold,
Worth to mention,
At the moment now
While the re-incarntion
Of memories only stops
In a link broken
Between memories of the past
And a mimesis of today.