In Wondering When

I’m wondering when
next time we meet,
what form we’ll take
in the next heartbeat

Will we be the rays
that blaze from the sun,
or could we be sprays
from when time begun

Maybe as nightingales
we’ll sing to the moon,
or maybe as wolves
we’ll sing our own tune

Would that we shifted
dimensions and time,
maybe our hearts
would beat the same rhyme

Maybe as echos
through deserts vast,
or maybe a comet
that moseys on past

Will we be leaves
that glisten the trees,
or will we be wind
that blows to the seas

Whatever we will be
and wherever we become,
set our spirit free
we are one anthem