in memories cherished and sweet
we sometimes slip
to re-live a joyful retreat
but alas memories are not
what the present moment demands
memories cannot sustain life
only remind
that the stuff of which life is made
its quality its essence
is life-affirming an intangible interplay
its a give and take dialogue
between the soul and the other
its a bold sometimes graceful
projection
our unique perception
a loosening of boundaries
of what is us and what is other