Time Today
Time Today
Time
does not behave
as expected in this place
I find myself.
The very thought of a clock
on the wall is somehow...
profane against the moment.
Things have slowed down,
and speeded up,
in my mind.
My heart feels it...
My soul knows it...
Time
is not lost, but found here.
It is not made waste,
but used like gold to fashion
rings for a King,
held in place by miracles
unseen...
except and yet...
like only light beams
in the clouds
after storms.
Time lets rainbows be...
for us to see,
and let go.
You know.
Even if you don't want to
there are no exceptions
to the rule,
of the hour,
the minute
the second...
the last breath.
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