From here to there it is a journey upon a stage, still the play is more than real.

When memories dance in time
I stop and look for a word to see
The glory of light upon the stage
Window dressing for the few

In the hour before the sun drops
Winter dreams talk insight full
Was it really a place or just image
Not a word left my lips pen at fingertips

I come to meet myself returning home
Not a whimper but hero in tune with death
What is fear but the challenge of the unknown
Created a place safe haven do you understand

Image and sound fly upon the screen
Doors to the world hold many un-said
For I now awake walk away in yesterday
Silver slides down in my little town

Home just a thought for the blank page
All the cavern light held the best sung
My song never played yet I danced
Touched by the favor of a warm wind

Her kisses cascade in every room
Walls of hope fill the moody blue
Wandering from mind to body
Head and toe embrace the last of grace

Mist falls gently down inside the pride
Water meets the dawn of daylight
Shores rush to meet a sleepy soul
My heart is alive with your play