With the attitude to repair the world

we may reach something,

we may choose to watch the light

or stand directly in it.

We have survived the decadent

fast drinking times

and the dark places,

and the cigarettes

and the cigarettes

and the wines,

and the times of the fear.

Instead it's the time of playing

sometimes together like we were alone,

of dancing a tango reversed:

To mine?

To yours?

This will do just here.

You may ponder,

but I don't know,

if we can

ever

decipher

the laws

of time.