Last night I was
Visiting with the dead in dreams
I’m still unsure who
Was visiting who

I saw someone gone twenty years
As real as the sun on my face
Cemetery hours
Every stop closer
To your destination

That sun
That sun on my face
Felt as real in the dream
As the one in this world

This world; one among many
There’s no veil to pierce
(No veil)
Time being an illusion
We are here, where they are
We all are