Could Memory move things or make them disappear?
Like scent of flower or summer’s dream…
A hole in heart fills up with peace and harmony?
What is the weight of Memory?
Like kiss of snowflake which melts on lips
Or stone which throws you in arms of sea
An entire world which gives you wings or agony.
What is the price of Memory?
It’s golden fish which floats in our soul…
Sometimes you’d give up on your life
For a moment which slipped through fingers to the ground.
What is the power, weight and price of Memory?
A star which shines so bright on canvas’ night
You hope, you reach out after her sparks
But she is dead… she closed her eyes.