The silence of night no longer induces sleep br Deep reverberating thoughts waken my brain br Through closed eyelids I am reliving the past br Random life experiences indelibly remain br br Details fill the cabinet of my mind br Without provocation they appear… br Sounds and emotions are unlatched br Memories are vivid and crystal clear br br Suddenly aware that I am here, not there br Realizing the past does not completely fade br Documented by joy and sadness year by year br Giving witness to a reminiscing parade br br As I sort through and search for an explanation br I breathe a relaxed sensation of appreciation br -br br Theresa Ann Moorebr br