Listened to “The Way We Were” of
Barbra Streisand after a long time.
Beautiful song.

While listening
thought the days will come
when I won’t be able to remember.

Remembering might be
a privilege of youth,
the youth of memory.

Blessed with events to remember、
with memories to remember,
where to go I wonder.

When I would lose my memory,
I would rely on others,
their loving care and
the hands of the Great Being.

Where would be my soul then?
Where would then she wander?
(November 1, 2021)

Teruko Yamakawa (translator)