Green Field

When I think of my childhood I go back in time and find myself in a green field where I can hear an echo that reverberates in the air it never stops I can also see a light that dazzles me it doesn’t allow me to see everything that I would like to see again it all seems so blurred where am I? I recognize a reality that belongs to me I see sparkles I can relive those happy times but they alternate with emptiness dark rooms, without glimpses echoing in the present through dark times I wander devoid of any light a sense of nostalgia pervades me I want everything like it used to be so pure so simple so innocent but I can’t go back now I found myself in this enigmatic place in the recesses of memory the echoes of the past keep flowing in the present both vivid and obscure as the echo persist and the light softly gleams I continue this journey, lost in nostalgic dreams