TIME ('22 REMIX)

Time is healer,
Time is a thief.

It changes everything,
It changes nothing.

Borne on wings of paradox
It moves forward and in circles at once,

Flying straight ahead,
True as Ulysses' arrow through the 12 rings,

While swirling slowly
In the endless eddies of history -

A temporal Scylla and Charybdis,
The status quo a safe path between the two.

But time stands still for no one,
And with every beat of time's wings
It scatters it sands like seeds to the fickle winds,
Planting the future with grains of the past.

Which will grow to heal the future?
Which will grow to steal it?

Only time can tell.

Poem "Time ("'22 Remix") © 2022 Dorothy Birsic










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