Of Long Ago

Dreamt a dream that I was dreaming of a time so long ago That yesterday had not yet come; was so much we’d never know. Day by day we were wandering without rhyme or reason why, Been going off to nowhere fast, underneath a big blue sky. Saw visions in a forest deep of those once already been; From each one lost that had been found to the last who would soon win. Somewhere is kept the journey’s end as a secret futures share, And glimpses only do we see of lives to which we compare. Far beyond the snow-capped mountain and the narrow valley stream, Tomorrow’s such a long time gone that life’s nothing but a dream.