Walked into the mist of yesterday climb the tree of knowledge today found a path hidden behind a riverbank saw a stranger pass by and disappeared.
Never realized that in just one day strangeness appears from nowhere 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 an empty memory capturing love's last embrace, the verse in a book of love, magic in a land of tranquility, covered with wisdom, the light of destiny, balancing time out into perfection admiration.
A soft touch of what would have been if tomorrow would have appeared.