絵と絵物

And so when the painter chanced upon the bird again,
he enquired where it had travelled to escape the foul winter

"I was but here all along, what you have been watching is a dream...
 A dream where chance 
       is encapsulated between the possible fates,
                                       a dream between you and me.
 It was my dream, 
 as it is now yours, since I have been waiting here for you..."