i heard a tale a story of my mothers of a friend that heard or saw.. maybe remembered a vision of sorts, a tale a legend of spirits and lands beyond time and space of the two trees i constantly know and feel to mind if i start to grow the double light and of life itself this story i remembered i once had known a land of sorts in a time of present you might say i remember friends and foes and all alike to relate back to early days before stone or sword but through that gate to the hierethe lands down that path through that hole in time i know and will my place to be beyond life and lim before life itself i kneel and pray to remember those days and years when time stood still

and we where one.