I travel through time, across vast distance.
My minds eye, immune to physical laws
Through my senses, I transport, in an instance
To places and people my memory draws.
In bitter sweet detail past and present combine
People and places I’ve long since been shown
The memories that made me project in my mind
A movie, somehow animated but rigid as bone.
Spread thin as a spiders web across time
Delicate silken threads, strong but fleeting
Breaking on the breeze as each hour chimes
Fading as distant twinkling light energy depleting.
It’s true, as they say, you can’t go back home,
To names and places etched on tombstones