by raggedyman

Created on: October 23, 2009

PASSAGE IN TIME

There's a place on a line

That's our passage in time

Hidden under the Moon

Where winds whistle their tune

~*~

People they come

and cross under the Sun

And well springs they run

To the beat of the drum

As walkers pass by

Beckon the night sky

And asleep by the hill

The shepherd lies still

~*~

As the World wakes at dawn

One gathers berries and corn

By a May tree that stands

Bears no thorn on its hands

It's heart is a rock

Holes mark out the clock

And a broken half lies

While the other half dies

~*~

An old man of dust

Whispers reason and trust

And a lady who waits

By the unicorn gate

And an inscription

Of applestone hue

As mists turn to dew

~*~

There's a silver owl that sits

As the washer woman knits

And the stream turns to ice

As the drinker thinks twice

But beside an old stone

There's one that's alone

The call of the hound

Will wake in her ground

The great bear will come

To hold up the Sun

~*~

There's a place on a line

That's our passage in time

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