On wings

	On wings my thoughts carry me far away,
	Away over cities, lakes to an alternate place.

	I try, what I saw and heard, to remember,
	Remember their faces, retrieve their words.

	As guest I was received, cared for and asked,
	Asked, if I am alright, my lateness deplored.

	Faintly I dreamt, I've been invited long ago,
	Ago to listen to their high and airy songs.

	Here under the roofs, I've to forget them, back, -
	Back, where stones dilapidate and lights deceive.       

Udo Frentzen 2012 - 1973