Lost and found, forgotten and remembered.
Mind Images
At odd times in the day, an image flashes in my brain:
A crossroad, a juniper tree, a winding distant train,
A grassy hill, a clear blue sky, a child singing in the rain.
Places unrelated, remembered or forgotten, not connected to event,
A willow tree, a path along the shoreline, a gift that someone sent.
Sweeping clouds of images wisping through my mind,
Trailing scene after scene of every different kind.
A moment from my past, a place in space and time.
A pleasant enough sensation that brings an little smile.
Is there some hidden meaning or just a leaking inner file?
Or is Spirit scanning to remember this incarnation's style?
The note with the poem says that these mind images came more commonly when I was working at Cox Cable in Customer Service, where I was "stressed to the max all the time. Maybe it was a calming measure my brain was giving me."
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