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