The dance of the souls is something eternal,
Never ending and unclear of when it started.
Beauty in the knowing that two souls can share a harmony,
to be on the same plain at the same Time,
to carry out their dreams together.

Come with me,
to a land so far away from this.
Travel into the mountains with me,
meditate on rocks,
hunt for crystal gardens
and find the gnome villages.
Sleep beneath the stars with me,
and wake to the Father wising.
Let us play as children do,
with no recognition of anything other than
this
here
Now.
Time is eternal for those who live outside of it,
that surf the edges
who disregard it.
Let us play with the Time Keepers,
I hear they get lonely.

Let us make a world of our own,
never upon the basis of 'should'
I want to climb the highest tree,
taste the strangest food,
explore the deepest of caves.
You can too,
if you only make the Time.