There is a time and a place
between midnight’s embrace
and the face of the Sun near dawn
A time when nothing is broken
and no words need to be spoken
for it never seems to last very long

A time when the spirits
show themselves to be alive
As I drift back to the spot
between the boundaries of conscious thought
and the voices of the ghosts
that gather outside

Shadows they fall
out of memory and time
As ancient wisdom is channeled
across the great divide
I hear them singing
Chanting
Calling
Drums beating
Timeless meaning
This is the place
a shift in time and space
where two worlds intertwine.