Walked into the mist of yesterday climb the tree of knowledge today found a path hidden behind a river bank, saw a stranger pass by and disappeared.
Never realized that in just one day strangeness appears from no where into the present watching magic come alive in from of my eyes.
Woke up in a fog of yesterday's mist, wondered deeply into my mind, what had happened in just one day, and disappeared as fast as it appeared.
Just a sound of a empty memory capturing love's last embrace, a verse in a book of love, magic in a land of tranquility, covered with wisdom, light of destiny, balancing time out into perfection admiration.
A soft touch of what would of been if tomorrow would of appeared.