rising to then fall
shadows on the wall
flickering firelight
in the dead of night

clouds up in the sky
slowly drifting by
water's trickling rush
through the forest's hush

as thoughts flow endlessly
in eternity
at least that's how it seems
'til lost in our dreams

but never can we stay
more than just a day,
diurnally reborn
as consciousness transforms

with memories of before
passing through a door
into the firelight
flickering in the night

where shadows on the wall
rise again to fall -
while slowly drifting by
like clouds up in the sky...