Catch MeIf You Can

Through the Ice Queen I have seen
A thousand visions, friendly phantoms
Peeking through her eyes
White wolves, gray foxes, polar bears
Walking backwards into youth
Statures shrinking down to size

Superman flew a memories coup
Backwards around the world so fast
He was able to turn back time
You need your space, so I won't chase
You to the place where you may catch me
Peeking through your blind

And the ocean flows into the rivers
And the rivers flow into the streams
And the streams flow into snow drifts
At the peak of a beggar's dreams
I'd love to join you in your flight
But feathers freeze as temperatures drop
I turn my back on time all night
It's cold up here on your mountaintop

Phantoms' night out, it's a white-out
Colder than a witches mitts
Flame set to minus Centigrade
Tasted your snow, I've had my fill
I've made my way back down the hill
From melted snow, hot tea is made

Back into now, no wonder how
Turns disappointment to disgust
I nearly froze to death that night
Friendly phantoms' bloody fangs gleam
And the carved ice statue queen
Left me scrambling for the present light

I'd love to join you in your flight
Where feathers freeze as temperatures drop
But turn my back on backward time
It was cold up there on your mountaintop
The beggar's dreams on icy peaks
Melt from snow drifts into streams
And the streams flow into the rivers
And the rivers flow into the seas

 © John Kennan 2-2-14