I still couldn’t remember the entrance
Simply because it never happens
But found myself vague in
The long corridors of melatonin
The ones that led into
A room that became rooms
Different and many
I had been to
The open courtyard 
And the garden
Yet couldn’t recall when
The water of the fountain fell
Like the sound of a forgotten smell
On the timeless space
I think I was on the terrace
Then...