A fountain of flashbacked moments

Through my insight album

I flash in my inward eye
The treasured moments in my life
gush with a magnificent vitality
like  bubbling dream

Gosh !

I sigh,amazed in admiration
gazing at the back eyed lass
tossing her head to keep her heavy,black hair
out of her gleaming black eyes

It was me......

Amid the echoes of mother's endearing,
lyrical lullaby overflowing with charm
Amid the echoes of father's 
soothing words laden with tenderness
Amid the heroines of grandma's 
enthralling fairy-tales

Then I stroll mesmerized

Among the teachers and fellow students
Sheltered by mother Ananda 
Among my days at school
scented with fragrance
among the kids in the temple premises
spell bound by the spiritual tranquility

I let these impressive memories rip
What an embodiment of a rejoicing past !!!