The Secret of Time
THE SECRET OF TIME
It’s the curve of the rail
It’s the bend in the road
It’s the unlifted veil
It’s the way yet unstrode
That are drawing me on
To pursue the concealed
On a path whither, yon
To what may be revealed
Though there’s joy to be felt
Friends, locations provide
In the known places dwelt
Giving warmth deep inside
I embrace the unknown
On this bare blessed field
While the seeds may been sown
We await future’s yield
As we seek to know all
Of what is and shall be
Driven on by the call
Of deep curiosity
In the cycle of life
That must come to a close
Truth revealed? end of strife?
The great questions are posed
As our story is told
With each passing clock chime
Could it be this unfold
Is the secret of time?
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