I once saw a deer passing by,
its eyes intriguing and delicate —
he was walking unhurriedly while the lights
behind him swerved and danced pokily.
While I gathered my hands to touch him,
he turned around and ran away.
I once saw a shadow passing by,
its being brought chills to my bones —
he was walking behind me, unhurried,
while there was no light dancing around us.
Even the winds stopped breathing;
until I remembered, he was me.
I once saw a man passing by,
his presence gave me comfort and light.
He was running away —
I asked him, “Where are you going?”
He answered, “To the future.”
I smiled and turned to him, “Let's go.”
He held my hands, and we both ran together.
I once saw a mirror echoing back my voice,
its existence drove my mind and broke
into tiny pieces — while I went bewildered and
did not know what to do, he laughed and shattered
into fragile broken pieces.
He cried out, and I ran away.
I saw the deer passing by,
its eyes gentle and noble —
he stepped and stepped,
until he was facing me.
Behind him were the lights that stopped dancing,
and the wind hustled a great bone-chilling harsh cold.
“You can remember now?”
He asked, “Yes,”
I told him and ran away
to the future. I came, and all the shadows and mirrors broke and moaned in great pain.
I remember him now.
Life goes on by BTS.
