the solstice came and went now New Year's
comes in just a day
overcoming all my old fears
seems the only way

in the dream we all are dreaming
where subconsciously we touch
flowers blooming, feelings streaming
invisibly we clutch

each other in the mountains
in a car park, in my car
remembering feelings' sparkling fountains -
remembering from afar

as virbunun flowers in late December
and mahonia's in bloom too -
states of mind that I remember
time's long gone renewed

in the mountains in a car park
on a winter's day
just a flash, just a small spark
I then slip away

into times, into feelings
into more to come
into what was and is appealing
in two becoming one...