Every moment of life blossoming

Leaves a faint smell behind 

Striking a chaos of emotions deep in my mind.

They send me rolling back in the lanes of time.

Times that I cherished.

Times which I wish never had come.

I often spend days in confusion.

Deciding what is real and what is illusion.

I live between two worlds , trying to make peace with both.

They beg me answers of those questions that I even loathe.

Now I want to live in a present that has no past.

Moment by moment, mindfully not fast.

Burying all my pat in the coffins of time.

I now want to tender the garden of my life.

After all life is a journey,

Life is a song.

Life is not a strife.