Some Other Then

There, in one world I see myself
Standing on a windswept peak
Feeling time in my bones

There, in another world I see myself
Sitting in a cafe talking
Quietly, softly and smiling

There, in another world I see myself
Walking on a dusty road
Gathering flowers as I go

There, in another world I see myself
On a busy street waiting
For a bus to the city

There in another world I see us

And us

And us

And us

Who are we?
Which us?

Who am I?
Who can I be?

Where?
When?

Now?

No.

Some other then.

Maybe.

by floating
posted on 11/06/2007