Minutiae

By DeepCyan

He does not remember,
But for the feeling he must, just barely.
Imperceptibly.

The smell of air,
Faint in the winter chill,
Undefinable yet recognized,
Just barely.

The vision of reeds,
Shimmering through the trees,
Unreachable yet present,
Just barely.

The sound of a voice,
Carried by the wind,
Unknowable yet familiar,
Just barely.

A place he lives in, just barely.
Irresistibly.

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