I climb
the staircase to reach
the attic of my existence,
Half hidden photographs,
Memories of bygone days,
Unkept promises,
Shattered dreams,
Milestones achieved,
A little kitten lost in the woods,
Shaken vulnerabilities,
clothed
under
a seemingly confident mein,
A lion in the jungle,
Deja vu,
Past life revisited,
Moments of despair,
Highs of elation,
Shards of past days
flit
A C R O S S
the mind's screen,
A rustle to the ear,
A ripple to the eye,
What am I ??????
A mere passer by ........??????