Time

The time

Like water

Cupped in hand

Slipping

Unfeeling

Impatient

Through grasping fingers

 

Yet makes an impression

The greatest mountains

Bear canyons

As beautiful scars

From the passing

Of aquatic messengers

 

And through

The e'er flowing

Of what we've seen

And what has changed

Hope remains

All the same.

All the same.

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