To the mind's eye !

The path is long and wide.

Their feets filled with the white thin sand,

As they walk through a village road.

One step at a time...

Their paces are the same.

While one walks with a wooden stick,

The other holds a finger slim and thin.

A wrinkled face, old vibes,

A slouched back and wise eyes,

Accompanies...

A pair of tiny feet and sparkling eyes.

They are generations apart,

Thier worlds so different,

But one common thing which ties them,

Is their innocence in tandem!

Both walk together, slow and steady.

Through that bumpy countryside road.

Both look ahead towards the road they head.

However their eyes speak a lot.

The wise eyes speak of memories,

Long gone by in the midst of a life's sigh,

And visible to the mind's eye!

While the sparkling eyes speak of

Memories yet to create and live by,

And years hence, one fine day,

Cherish those when time shall pass by...