September Rain (From Summer Rain v2)

The patent ambiguity of time,
Sepember rain to January snow;
the meanings hidden deep within a rhyme
for hearts alone, that minds will barely know;
are miracles alive beyond the ken
of common man and woman; out of touch
realities where flesh has never been;
a paradise for dreamers. Out of such
I know a place where wrong is never right,
where all the many miseries of man
are vanishing or vanished out of sight;
like sorrows in the Neverland of Pan;

below the far horizon, yet above—
the world of your extraordinary love.