Memories

Memories are both

dead and alive

sweet harmony of past and present

dead leaves vivified

under the shining light

of nostalgia

I went back to you

but you were absent

lost in strange adventures

a thousand smiles

from my consuming grief

and when finally you spoke to me

I could not understand your words

because I was no longer able

to translate love 
into calm and peace

Claude Lopez-Ginisty