Eyes open

Eyes open

Wide is the distance

Between us

It is in the dreaming

We are reunited

If only for a moment

Before the undercurrent

Sweeps us apart

We cling to different

Liferafts

Paddling furiously

Without closing the gap

A thousand and one

Nights pass

Trying to find

A way home

Over blue hills

Weather beaten

Facsimiles of promise

Forgetting the way

Only to recover

A sense of direction

Too late

For the last train

Has left the station

In a cloud of steam

Impossible wraiths

Gradually disappear

As a slow bell tolls

Incessantly

High on a distant

Mountain

Beyond the trail

There is a window

Into another world

It is tightly

Secured

Perhaps it will be open

Tomorrow.