Time has moved us inches forward,
in a motion much against our will.
Try to live in a dimension that keeps moving
further away from you.
You freeze a fibrous image
Into color-coated memories,
When once you were or seemed before
All traces vanish.
Nothing holds you to the core.
The heart 's rhythm is bound
To such a delicate perch.
You dream a dance around the sun
Stepping past each season,
and the feet will follow
Just a little while.
The vial of trickling sands can trick you
to delay the once forever power of the day,
And stream it into empty hours.
Trouble soon will shake the brittle moments down
Before the overturning hand begins again.
Lolling at the ocean's edge,
By time's distorted mirror,
We are mesmerized.
Much like a trance
It fills the horizons of our eyes.
Caught within its tumbler
Of timeless turning
We float past the familiar
And rest our hopes upon a heaving skin
that covers the unknown.
At times we wade
Through waves of yearning
Pushing toward tomorrow's meaning
And lose the gift of knowing
What is now is bathed in light
And borders all our present,
Is speaking from eternal space,
And guiding to the one true place
that has no end.
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