Another Time, Another Place

AnotherTime, Another Place

 

Could we bend time to see behind,

Shift space from far apart;

How might have lives like yours and mine,

Touched shoulders, hands, or heart?

 

Repeated dreams by hope are sired,

Spin brief and fleeting bliss;

Dawn nudges light where none's desired,

Dream smoke conceals the kiss.

 

We speak in hints of shadowed care,

Of thoughts we must deny;

Muted voices in the night,

Speak quickly then they fly.

 

Within my sight yet in a place,

I cannot reach or go;

What might have been a lifetime's face,

Escapes on ebbtide's flow.

September, 2005