Mood for a day or maybe the moments
Bold attempt to capture time'sLiaison with clear dazzled destinies
Ticking, hallowed initiation rites
sun child brilliant, writhing siren
What time 'IS IT' shrill crier
Propelled by sure hand unseen
Inhabited ghost in the machine
Spoken with uncharacteristic
Lucid, bold, daring clarity
Hidden boon of mystic’s charms
Holding time’s broken arrow
Forward, backward, neither up nor down
“No –where” is creations time found
Resounding, cavernous, hollow sieve
Eternal “now- here” remains sublime
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