"Time"
Time does not stay,
Does not wait or spare;
It spirals down a secret stair.
So in bondage we roll
Within this tube called time,
Fusing with others,
Extracting a rhyme.
Our leitmotiv foreshadowed,
The pale horse passes by,
Eldorado is a phantom
And scattered we die.
But time interminable
With its dowry intact
Traveerses eternity
And never looks back.
Posted January 23, 1997
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