head bowed to better listen
to your heart beating my child?
prayer takes many forms
and listening is one of the highest.

The light here was different..
I knew the day..
But only today..
I did it..
I took a step back in time.  
And I went back to one minute ago.
Time travel and its apocryphal meanings were proven wrong..
The past runs on the memory of light..
On the same light that illuminates our dreams..
The stars were leaving to the future..
I could see them..
Even light had a hard time keeping up with time..
To travel forward to my time I did not use a machine..
All I had to do was remember what today looks like..
The present as flowing..
And thus my soul returned to the missing tessellation piece it was a part of..
As the gear that makes time flow.

you wrap me in language
we touch across eons

your Sun star I see
you are far from here

I heard you last night
a bird flew into my bower

you sung for me then
but I am unsure of your language.

Life is terminal:
It's one Stop
On the eternal journey.

It glowed in the dark
he gave it a shot
the lights went on now she's gone