A hundred different moments,
collate to form a mass,
flew by so fast..
to speak of time that creates a new desire,
fuelling this fire,
reaching places higher.
Like lanterns in the night sky,
illuminated they rise.
Errors rectified, field of vision electrified
Paths have been crossed,
ticked off, lists have been lost,
in the pages of time,
cost me not even a dime,
in fact it flew right off the radar of my plans,
we took a stand, and did indeed land on both hands
but somehow found our way back,
on this track.