Mind Travel Poem by The Original Tom Maxwell

Late at night when my body is asleep,
my mind seems to travel through time,
I never know who I will see,
Or if the people I meet, have a message for me.

As I travel in the land of no time,
thousands of years, pass through my mind,
faces with smiles, and eye's full of tears,
one thing in common, year after year.

Some people I see, I miss so much,
can they see me, or feel if I touch,
are they thinking of me, as we pass through time,
or is it my spirit, just easing my mind.

A dream i forget, in such a short time,
when my spirit travels, it memories in my mind,
when my spirit returns, to my body in bed,
it moves so fast, like I'm falling in bed.

I wake so quick, like I'm running a race,
then i feel sweat all over my face,
I open my eyes, and then it's all clear to me,
my spirit is back, more time in this life, for me.


ii/2002