Filagree of Time
December drifts of white entice my mind -
entrap me with a filigree of time-capped waves
that ripple and unroll and lay enchantment
with a filigree of time-marked lines
to shape and sharpen memory's bequest
of looking back from winter's berth -
entrance me with a filigree of times removed,
and times left out, and times moved on.
Copyright © Chetta Achara | Year Posted 2021
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