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Wind of Time
The ocean like smell is carried by cool summer breeze The wind murmurs between the trees From the past the future flees Time moving slow like amber colored honey made by bees Like a river time flows Where it stops no one knows But only one way it goes Forward like the expanding soul it grows But when different areas of time in one space will combine The results will be sublime when they will align The different dimension will form its spine Generating something nearly divine In the field or a dark meadow grass stands tall The predator that lives there has no teeth at all Yet it is one of the most dangerous beasts of them all It is time which man fears deep within his soul From this predator you cannot run Anymore then you can avoid rising of the sun It takes long before it’s done But sooner or later you will be gone But maybe there is something more Like hidden core The multitudes of vortexes that connect later with before And since the time is suspended by first vortex the numbers of them all will never reach temporal shore Yet this is just the base of the soul And does not even reach beyond abstract at all In the paradox of beyond abstract and essence of soul There is a chasm where resides sublime divine destiny first and most profound of them all When it is taken away like from thirsty spirit water filed chalice And one stands at the edge of precipice When predator seems to be close and all seems fruitless Have fate in your own abilities and dimensionless nature of justice
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