Past Dance

Hear us dance our past
steps echoing moments elapsed
drawing our future path
don't realise, were walking aftermath

That feeling of deja vu
weird when somewhere new
tracing our memories
funny sense of inner peace

A smell, a colour, a song
were transported along
its not just a matter of chance
we teach our children, our dance

Everyone has a different view
so each experience felt anew
we can all paint a new picture
with each viewing, landscape richer