I ventured on a walk, and grew weary as I found myself deep in a thicket.
I remember the sun was sinking low, and the song of a singing cricket.
I awoke in a forest maze, suddenly my eyes locked in a gaze,
with an enchanter, in this dark wooded place.
I couldn’t tell from looking at his face,
if I was bedazzled or bewitched.
Was I to be robbed or enriched ?
I heard a flute, the sound floating in the wind, and a whisper in my ear,
the words like a dream unclear.
I could not move, speak or run,
not a sound from my mouth would come.
I heard a hound in the distance,
I gave in, released without resistance.
Fear was vanquished, suddenly gone,
Night had taken flight, and turned to dawn.
I don’t know how much time had passed,
in the same thicket, I awoke at last.
I have seen him again in my dreams,
I don’t know what it means.
I feel safe and have come to anticipate,
no longer afraid, I welcome and await,
for him to pay a visit.
Whether it be for an hour or for a minute.
Is he a ghost, something I imagined in my mind?
Someone from another place and time,
our paths crossing somewhere in between,
a door that opens on occasion to intervene.
I will turn around one day in a crowd,
and what wasn’t supposed to be, will be allowed.
The constraints of time we are bound to,
will come undone, and I will find you.