IRC-Galleria

I was walking down memory lane,
Throttling the feelings of pain...

I was walking on the beach,
Keeping doubts out of reach...

I had a look at the sands of time,
Could hear distant bells chime...

The hours when time itself stood still,
And I was walking while I still stood still...

I felt the heat of the sun beating,
I saw the sheath of life fleeting...

I could sense an awe that the past left,
Glimpses of what was there were best...