Of Long Ago
Dreamt a dream that I was dreaming
of a time so long ago
That yesterday had not yet come;
was so much we’d never know.
Day by day we were wandering
without rhyme or reason why,
Been going off to nowhere fast,
underneath a big blue sky.
Saw visions in a forest deep
of those once already been;
From each one lost that had been found
to the last who would soon win.
Somewhere is kept the journey’s end
as a secret futures share,
And glimpses only do we see
of lives to which we compare.
Far beyond the snow-capped mountain
and the narrow valley stream,
Tomorrow’s such a long time gone
that life’s nothing but a dream.
Copyright © Daniel Larson | Year Posted 2014
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