And a space where we could meet at
If the day began and the night set
In unvarying moments like a clock preset...
Will it be any different
Than what it is now
And if that is to be,
Would the emotions avow!
If a dawn blooms with glory of the dream
The night hums and the stars beam
If the moonlight danced on the silver brook
And the pages liven up in my reverie laced book...
Will the zephyr sing
Of those tales and more
And if it does, would the
Concealed thoughts come to the fore!
