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Journeys In and Out of Time
From over distant skyline rides tomorrow’s eternity . . . Eclipsing the rising sun with a silent tranquillity. Through the dreams of unborn babes travel the truths of what’s to come, To be pushed from mortal minds when their worldly life’s begun. Love becomes the skeltered cloud breaking in and out of the hearts, Casting the shadows of doubt that fall like rains of pois’ness darts. Beauty lasts but for the day, passing by and then soon forgot, Yet still held for one kept true is the pure soul which was first sought. Pathways join the dusted roads that disappear from youthful views; Moving into the unknown, heeding a call they can’t refuse. Sailing ships have caught the breeze from a time too hard to conceive, And left upon crumbling docks are those whom were not meant to leave. Pride and prejudice are joined by the slow fading memories, They await embodiment in a forest thinned by disease. As implied in scripture’s old, new days will come without a fuss; Been silently looking for each and every one of us. Once again off to the east there be signs of a setting sun, And still are with lessons learned, the ones who walk before they run. Nothing much in looking back will slow the dance of future’s mime; Even less will change the course of journeys in and out of time.
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