We are at a crossroads

We are at a crossroads
standing hand in hand.
Looking over the horizon
does time drip like sand.

Fast asleep is the moment
as it is drifting toward the black
Resting we close our eyes
though others never come back

laughter is an echo
tears are in secret
rooms we hide emotions
just so we forget

regret we melt like butter
sizzling in the pan
just to lick the cream
and get fat off the land

hands are in a fist
react to the taste
change the flavor
chance we recreate

scratch the surface with our thirst
digging for the truth
pure it tastes like water
we drink from the root

then we know we stand
on all the same foot
underneath us all
are the pages of the book

unfolding are the chapters
we write with each step
eyes that scan the future
read with patience

satiate the haste
turmoil and strife
open the doors
we live in same life

dancing upon the stage
some smile up some smile down
at the rise of the wave
existences' sound drowns