Remembrance is a fickle thing
A seeming love, and sometimes tame
A look into the window yours
For a moment thought forever lost
But never should you tarry here
A word of caution, a fleeting thought
For once did I find myself
staring in for such a while
That the sun began to set
and shadows stretched upon the wall
And something from a nightmare past
a terror I had long forgot
Put its hand upon the glass
And stared back out at me
So always, please remember this
however lovely should the sight appear
Do not stay here very long
Listen briefly to that soothing song
And be gone from here
Lest that creature who hides in the shadow of joy
Figment of forgotten pain
leave its place at the window
And scratch upon the door
We can never wholly leave this place
where something guides us back
So come without reluctance
And mayhap for a while stay
And peer in through the sunlit glass
Smile, and then look away
Find within yourself
A place in our reality
Looking back, I cannot help but hope and hear
The faintest echoing chord
The quiet notes of music
Which give life authentic feel
A lovely kind of certainty
Existence in a waking dream