One Stitch...Nine Saved


Glance back at Reality

To watch it rock and sway.

Reflective moments caught in time,

A mirror on the day.

Temporal waves that peak and trough

Like ripples on a pond.

Horizontal distances

Where shadows won’t respond.

Frantic minutes pass themselves

While never seen to move;

Seconds work at standing still

With nothing left to prove.

Endless youth, or sands of time,

No question who’s the boss.

When faced with Past and Future,
Look both ways before you cross.







 

 

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