Spirit of Memories

The hills stood tall
Birds flew in a flock
Soft wind blew gently
Caressing me like a little baby

As I sat here with nature
I began to dream
I bravely opened my hidden invisible box
And out came the spirit of memories!

They danced their little dances
Each given a name
Of 'Sorrow'
'Joy' and 'Love'

Every step, every move
I watched all through the night
Yet within those dances
I learn and my past...recalled.