Mary Fahl The Other Side Of Time
Snow falls, silent and slow On the unforgiving land You stand clutching your coat Red twig dogwood in your hand I see your face unchanged, unlined No trace of age No tracks of time Walking over the fields Tiny figure on the plain You turn into the wind And you seem to call my name So long you've been unheard, unseen Now here you are Inside this dream Once in a golden time We stood beside the river And spoke of true things We knew would last forever Wild promises And heartless laughter No whisperings Of what comes after Broken ties And unquiet years You forget who you are I still remember who you are You live here in my dreams Land of images and signs Sleep now, I'll see you there On the other side of time We all are just Points on some line We'll meet again We'll meet in time
