Time is just an illusion, reality keeps on shifting
and I keep changing, arranging , and rearranging.
It keeps moving on…leaving behind places, faces, situations
Old houses and music-fragments
I keep collecting
but connecting it all is too heavy.
A wise person once said “The World was Created for you…”
Which means the World is Mine as I perceive it.
So I Create My Own World of Beauty, My Own World of Dreams.