Fleming Barras (1645 - ????) [The Year of Wonders]

My friend Isaac found his "Year of Wonders"
Whilst an English City burned
We'd often talk of fatalism,
Single steps on which the future turned
It only took one apple from a tree
To change the World he thought he knew
It only took one single diary page
To make it obsolete, make it look askew.

Concealed beneath her folded clothes,
The simple sewing kit, the rag doll and the braid
Her journal spoke of Science blended with cabalistic symbols from a bygone Age
Potions, smoke and parchment mix,
Incant the weave of the mystic and reality
To slip between the folds of Time and Space,
Just like the opening of a door.

Oh! This is the "Year of Wonders!"
This is the "Year of Wonders!".

Cambridge was the sanctum for us both,
A place to think beyond Scholastic walls
But the plague then forced our parting
And I found myself back in those northern ancestral 'halls'
Three years on, my friend is back in Learning,
With gravity installed
As I prepare my portal for a journey,
The spider, his web to crawl.

Oh! This is the "Year of Wonders!"
This is the "Year of Wonders!".