Lost Time
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All time is woven into the fabric of the universe. Make the most of time before it rums out.
Lost time runs fast into star-fire
past moon-glow into deep mind,
flows fast past dawn, soft dusk, then tires.
Wait, wake true-time, meld into mind,
skim safe, sail sure, take back time
seek your star, true-time from fire-kind.
Copyright © Elisabeth Sheaffer | Year Posted 2016
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