Frosted evening,
safe inside,
there were just we five.
The moon hung high reflecting light that lined the heavy skies.
Words and music mingled with the scent of food and wine.
And conversation turned back to images in time.
Smoke hung like curtains all around us.
We talked and thought in rhyme.
And who knows,
for that one moment,
time stopped.
Time stopped within time.
There were only five of us.
We had no thought of time.
We just watched the fire dance as only fire can.
There was no one over my shoulder,
no one to do me harm.
I'm not ashamed to close my eyes and let the thoughts turn round.
All around the whitewashed walls,
shadows climbed up and down.
Just like in a nightmare,
they circled us around.
All of us deep in laughter until we could laugh no more.
And finally,
to watch the early morning sun.
Now filled with uncertainty,
where we go with the time.
Wishing we were back again.
Wishing time to turn.
There were only five of us.
We had no thought of time.
We just watched the fire dance as only fire can.
There was no one over my shoulder,
no one to do me harm.
I'm not ashamed to close my eyes and let the thoughts turn round.