memories bloom where bright dreams slept,
in fields the restless sunlight kept
the colors once loud in reckless hue
now soften into tender blue.
laughter that leapt on a summer wind,
barefoot, fearless, unpinned,
now lingers low in twilight’s seam,
a hush between the bark and dream.
each photograph, a fragile flame,
whispers softly your younger name
a spark once wild with golden flight
now glows like embers after light.
time does not hurry, nor does it stay
it folds its wings and slips away
we cannot cage its silver stream,
nor gather twice the selfsame gleam.
yet in the quiet, something grows
a steadier grace the heart now knows
not all that fades is truly gone,
some seeds sleep on beneath the dawn.
and in that stillness, warm and deep,
where old tomorrows drift to sleep,
najeeb is safe, and so are you
held in a sky forever blue.
for life, untroubled, wide and wise,
moves like a river under skies
it carries sorrow, carries light,
and turns each ending into bright.