On Bended Knee
Time as ever
acts the thief
quieting youth
color of leaf.
Ironic paradox
always unfailing
takes the feeble
heals the ailing.
Dead of night
time acts content
under the moon
and its descent.
Seems so languid
but cleverly sly
time acts the foe
coming to spy.
Within the gray
on bended knee
whispers endless
as it tolls three.
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