Dirt & Water / Water & Sky

We'll meet where dirt and water touch,
where water and sky
are varying shades of the same theme.

Language will not be necessary.

Overlooking the water is a bell seldom
rung- given in friendship between
two foreign lands.

I am dreaming and I am awake.

As I think and breathe the sky is black,
the crickets chirp, the neighbors sleep.
I, awake, yet still dreaming.

Where did the time go?

Where did you go?

Where am I going?