Days long since past
Are just images and pieces in a collage of life and existence
Fitting together into one big picture…a complete puzzle
A product of an infinite amount of complexity and intuition
Choices made and set in stone
While others remain fluid and flexible
Doors creaking because they haven’t been opened in years
Others shutting close a dark and desolate path
Sitting in a little boat and sailing through the decades
Stuck in the middle of an ocean of millennia
I look into the waters below and see what I am
I see what I could have been
Countless options that multiply on and on
Until only one door remains open
My little boat can only handle so much
I must swim now to that ultimatum
Making my way towards the end
I splash in the Sea of Time