All In A Dream ( A Contiuum Of Time) Poem by gina layog

If time could yield its control,
and take me back whence I was before,
And re-write everything I could,
Like a newly born should,
No mistake, no regrets,
nothing to err, no guilt or despair,
Pages gleam of proper construction,
Pages open with marvelous salvo,
All in a dream.......
If I could find the right time continuum
Muster all the sages' wisdom,
and if I qualify, then.........
TIME FLOWS INTO A DREAM.....
AND NONE OF THIS IS REAL..........