Shadows of Time
I am walking down the avenue of change searching for a brand new name, I have to pass through the city of hope so that I can know which way to go; everyone is out in the street dancing to a strange beat and the universe cast a distant shadow from the sky and hundreds of birds silently flew by. And the people in the street hold a minute silent to commemorate the dead.
I am looking for a brand new home where I can freely roam, no question must be asked when I show up after dark and when I want to sing I must be allowed to create my own rhythm and my distant friends must hang out with me when they are ready.
Oh shadows of time come and mesmerize my mind and take me to the place where I can mingle with a brand new race and use my talented mind to create a master piece that is divine; the work here is already done, and I need another place to motivate the human race because my time on earth is not yet done, I still have not had fun.
Take me to the place with vast lands and sea and have mountains that is higher than me; take me to the place where people are excited to see me and are willing to work with me; a positive change is coming and I can feel it blowing in the wind, the time has come when everyone must start singing the same song.
I have waited under the shadows of time searching for the windows of change, tearing up village and town towns and turning the universe around, no questions are ask when I stare in space in the middle of the day hoping that positive change will come my way.
And just as I thought of it I heard a loud knocking on the door and someone presented me with beautiful gift and the change happen quickly in the shadows of time and I finally got what is mine.
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2025
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