The Time

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  • Опубліковано 12 вер 2024
  • To pause within a second's hold,
    An endlessness contained,
    Patience floods me in the quietude.
    The mind adrift, a wandering sprite,
    Lost somewhere in the boundless night,
    A creeping numbness softly grows,
    The body still, begins repose.
    Upon ethereal wings I rise,
    Moonlight reveals, with knowing eyes,
    The distant dawn still far behind,
    My restless soul a peace must find.
    I strive to grasp the whispered plea,
    The lulling trance that seizes me.
    A sense of fading strength remains,
    My body yields to gentle strains.
    My burdened form finds sweet release,
    Upon a tale of whispered peace,
    Relentless time's eternal flow,
    In ceaseless course, it wills to go.
    Each futile act to halt its stride,
    Brings quiet laughter, time won't hide
    The folly in the human plight.
    Pause, vain attempts, and cease the fight.
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