In a Different Time In a Different Place

did we really dance in the rain
or was that a dream
of a night never lived?
i wake up thinking
that perhaps
it was all real once
in a different time
in a different place.
all we have is what is
in our hands and hearts.

sometimes patience and stubbornness are opposite sides of the same line.



let us escape this world in a breath of the gods
and become the immortals we truly are.