Flight of Time

Written on a plane travelling back to the country where I grew up - I felt very strange, and so does this pieec.

 

Time stops and shudders

Mechanisms are strewn to the wind as

Realms of fantasy are unleashed.

 

Memories petrified in amber

Melting slowly and coming to life

as the dawn stealthily approaches.

 

A mind shattered by changing tides,

Unsettled waters and a thudding rain.

 

Time flies closer through wisps of cloud

and sheets of ice,

Outrunning itself, prepared to take hold.