Memories

The dancing flames,
The droplets of water,
The mist on the mountains,
The orange sunset,
Things we feel,
Things we cant touch,
The joy in the heart of a traveller,
Who's travelled a thousand miles,
In search of the one he loves,
The joy I wish to touch once,
The longest road that passes by,
Upon valleys and bridges,
Engulfed in mist,
I wish to walk there once,
To feel the velvet scenery,
The river that flows calmly,
Besides the village,
Mine long ago,
I long to feel the ground,
Beneath my feet,
I wish to feel,
My childish joys,
I wish,
For my long lost childhood.