The Time
You should be
The road
Between night and day
The path, The moment
The quick motion of a turn
Becoming…
For every single drop is
Ever turning
Lost
In time
No need to know
If the man
sits or stands
When he is called
Copyright © Aida Melesse | Year Posted 2013
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