The Garden of the Mind

The air is still,
The silence beckons,
The mind responds.
Images are crystal clear.
Emotions erupt.
Memories flood back.
The joy of victory, achievment;
The sorrow of loss.
A flashback in time-
Of things that should or could have been done,
Of loves labour lost;
Of green meadows adorned with the gentlest of streams,a scene straight out of heaven.
Of things to be done;
Of fears that should never become a reality.
Disappointments are revisited.
The mind regales.
Sight is not a hinderance.
Darkness is where the mind speaks in it's loudest voice.