Time is a merry-go-round
In unruined moments.
It is a Ferris wheel
Of ups and downs.
It is sheer canopy of air
On which all voices sound.
It kisses the ground, all around
And goes no where from here.
Time is infinite lake
Of light, and dark, and diamond sparks.
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Categories:
unruined, time,
Form: Couplet