Running trees,
illuminated for only a second;
Fixed moon
old, but determined
to witness the night till dawn;
Impatient I,
yet strangely calm
in this speeding train.
A stranger -- you,
to my real world;
A friend, a mentor, a muse,
long forgotten?
Na-aan!
You are there,
right here,
somewhere between
dreams and reason.
A lovely place to be.
