I was caught by an unseen eye
In all the infinite.

That forced my gaze too see the truth, and with rapture I was caught.

In all this violent passion
I never was afraid.
That I might
meet you again
In another time.

When the ground was made of glass.
Full to tease it's brim.


Never to relinquish faith
The hope it placed within.
The years ago when children
laughed,
with foolishness and whim.


Caused a trembling hope regardless
On it's jagged edge.
Those world's I've yet to meet.

The world seen from a ledge.
places that I did come from.
A world to make, me flesh.

distant dream,
that  soon to see.
And


None from all,  and ever made
That went, could feel a loss,
could claim or then attest
they know of there trevail.

So I wake,
And then I sleep,

Awake,
Awake,
Awake, And sleep.

The memory, that was.

Of the early reconning.

The time I thought my life
was yours.
Those times of early thought.
Without the choice for chancing.
With time in life, our lot.