It’s snowing in some place real far
In my eyes I lust for a glimpse of it
And submerge myself in the arms of a wish,
Of being there presently in my heart and mind
How I wish I could, walk right out of the canvas I have in
mind
How I wish I could
see, all the colors and images perfectly defined
All right in front of my eyes
I would if I could
I’m at this side divided only by treacherous time
Seems like a delusion, the wondrous being I yearn for
Like walking in dense fog with no trail to trace, but the
brightest light in the night sky
Leaving plenty to find all in good time,
Going around in circles,
Only to find a plethora of beginnings those begin at the end,
and open at the close
To flutter by, hovering over the canvas white
I foresee the vision of that dream,
With lurking premonitions aside
That maybe if I sleep now, I will be wake up where I wish to
be
Dancing in the snow, leaving trails in twos
For all those who believe honestly will find
The best through the test of times
