Wings of Time
On the wings of time I fly
Across the tapestry of ages,
Flitting from frames
Held by the constrains
Of time and space,
Drifting into the timeless reality
Of light that brightens from within
The path of souls in flight
Across the barriers of life.
Borders drawn by mankind
Real, unreal,
Yours, mine.
Is yours a truth or mine?
The layered planes
Where the wrongs of this world
Can be righted again…
Is that real ?
Or only the
Unchangeable, harsh half-light
Where dwells the strife, the fight
Put up by men in plight?
Pain, hurt, anger, hate,
Can these be replaced by a gate
That opens to endless sunshine
And a happy, rested mind,
Where all life is an adventure in time
A bouquet of eternal rainbow light?
On the wings of time I fly
Across the tapestry of ages…