transcend dents of time
opposite my upstairs relaxation chair
window-corner be a pendulum clock
...above a low shelf-cabinet
and below a black and white
buddhist meditation image...
the pendulum keeps swinging
but the reading doesn't change
...reflecting that a time reality
be as our heart keeps ticking
and we sew mental concepts...
that can be set to one side
because time be of constants
that transcend and dent all
changes in our exist-tense
stan sand
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