Holding the Angel of Time

the angel of time
abhors malingering

and useless fears

she shifts light for lovers
and changes the sky for walkers

she soothes those in early days
and those in late

accepting the grace she offers
we regret not attending
her previous visitations

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the angel of time
is the intensifying flute

her tones fold over the hills

and ring inside the wind

you listen

and memory surrounds
the present

and the present shimmers into memory

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the angel of time plays
and forgives our moments of bewilderment
bewitching

the passing of what always remains