Times like this

Times like this 

by Azly Rahman

times like this when night falls
when dawn hath long arrived
to become a canopy beneath the stars
to the soul inside of me that yearns to wander free
i see the beauty of the story of the night unfolding
... strange as the plot may seem
neither beginning nor end nor in-between
at times eros comes and offers its long-flowing robe for the wanderings
of the soul
at times thanatos cometh and spread its endless plots of battlefields
at times catharsis halts that wandering soul and speak of things to come
at times Time collapses
indeed Time persistently collapses
times like this the soul is free to wander as i would set it free to be
so that you and i could meet
in a distant time we once inhabit
when Time was neither persistent not perishing
like dawn and dusk
like day and night
we met
in the darkest and deepest night
i still know you
formless as you will forever be
Love -- you are
a soul that never wander