Walked into the mist of yesterday
climb the tree of knowledge today
found a path hidden behind
a river bank, saw a stranger
pass by and disappeared.
Never realized that in just one
day strangeness appears from
no where into the present
watching magic come alive in
from of my eyes.
Woke up in a fog of yesterday's
mist, wondered deeply into
my mind, what had happened
in just one day, and disappeared
as fast as it appeared.
Just a sound of a empty memory
capturing love's last embrace, a
verse in a book of love, magic in
a land of tranquility, covered with
wisdom, light of destiny, balancing
time out into perfection admiration.
A soft touch of what would of been
if tomorrow would of appeared.
