I sit at our dining table, alone!
Scribbling something with a pencil
Pencil falls, I lean over to pick...
A strange awareness overwhelms me
And for a moment or so, I'm enchanted!
In a world so strange, yet so familiar.

Years later...

I walk out the front door, alone!
I roam aimlessly in the front-yard
Strolling past dad's pickup truck...
The same bizarreness subdues me
And for a second or two, I'm enthralled!
In a memory so vivid, yet so elusive.

It's a feeling beyond words
Not like mere remembrance of pasts
For I'm swamped in routines everyday
But nothing thrills like the eccentric trance
Of being caught in time and space
In the crisscrossing of past and present!

I don't know how, I don't know why
I don't know when or where
I don't know if in a dream or my past
I don't know how possible it is
But I know this for a fact...
I've been here before!*


© Raphael Uzor