I breathe in the air every day,
I soak in the beauty of the universe,
I let the world engulf me
As I hear the sound of the swallow’s verse.
I know I’ll forget how it feels
When the sun wakes up from its slumber.
My memories will be put to rest
And I’ll be left counting numbers.
But I don’t mind the oblivion,
In fact, I’ll happily forget.
Some memories should remain memories
So that there’s no more regret.
What bothers me most
Isn’t the amnesia of the beautiful sights.
It’s the curiosity of the fact that when I die
They won’t think of me as they sleep at night.
I hope that they don’t forget it all
When the sun wakes up from its slumber,
And as my heart beats one last time
They’ll never forget to remember.
– Rubani Kaur
Photography Credit: Yours Truly