at the heart of the matterin its unattended will
grips the spine and spindle
of a puppeteers paradise
cascading the symmetry
and mobility of time
in all its glory
boundless and endless
yet static and defined
patiently fluid
leaving all behind
Time
at the heart of the matterin its unattended will
grips the spine and spindle
of a puppeteers paradise
cascading the symmetry
and mobility of time
in all its glory
boundless and endless
yet static and defined
patiently fluid
leaving all behind