where the river runs upstream
where the birds forsake their wings
where the crow is white
where commoners are kings
where the rainbow tilts
where the sea is tideless
where the summer comes before the spring
where the angels walk the earth
where the rain is molten gold
where death precedes a birth
where all is contradiction
where all the clocks are wrong
where history’s prediction
in imagination’s fire
everything is possible
but nothing can transpire