Constant Reveries

(By a friend who set the mood for my blog)

Its 3 pm, but cloudy

Light beezes thru the clouds

the smell of rain in the air

wind, blowing your hair in all directions, as you soak in the feeling of walking down memory lane

images - rustic, rubbed off.... floating across

everythings dreamy

dreamy..just the smell....we're caught in a snap shot...a moment

not a transition..not a process..not an event

just reveries..like a dreamy afternoon snooze

like looking at life , with your legs up on the table, just after monsoon rains, on a sunday afternoon

something with a tinge of memory..at the same time fore seeing

just a quick shift to a parallel track

a quick jump from life's fast lane.stopping to smell the flowers as they say

just closing your eyes for a minute or two...

and sifting gently into pleasant reveries of the past

and casually waking up to reality and the promise of the future

Reveries....gentle thoughts

casually caressing the mind to think

not jolting it!!! not immediate agreement

Constant Reveries.....consistent in attitude

life's little illusions..and their memories