In Between : The World Of Imagine

Fingers Entwined Like Branches In An Ancient Arboreal Grove

Moss Under Barefoot Passage Through A Realm Sacred To Those

Here Before We Ever Existed , The Air Sparkling With Their Remains

And The Hanging Moss And Leaves Coloring All With Shades Of Green

Filtering The Light Of A Hundred Million Year Sun Tracing Nature's

Script in Language Pattern Across Our Naked Flesh ;


This Is Our Sacred Temple , Our Holy Place , Our Domain Of Communion

Do You See It In Your Mind , Do You Feel And Sense And Breath The Essence

Of The Magic That Has Permeated This Sanctuary Since The Beginning ?


This Is Where We Shall Meet , In This Place Between Worlds , Between Time ;

This Is The Place Where We Are Untouched But For What We Imagine