clouds and mist hang around the places

where I have been

memories stay there like shadows in the air

but I have to move onand meet new worlds

become familiar with moving in time

thoughts surround me with those clouds of old

bring me back to what is no more there

just an illusion

like a dream that takes away

my energy of the here and now

like a flower that has lost her smell

and her environment

through the endless space I travel

and no idea shall reduce the speed of my light

and time itself becomes a being like me

powerful and alive