by Mascaretta Shamoo

Created on: January 20, 2012

Somewhere in time,
I will come to an hour when I must leave,
My Spirit will return to the place where there is no time,
Where the mind cannot conceive or comprehend the beauty,
The housing of my Spirit will return to it former place,
To dust, to the ground from which it was formed,
Somewhere in time,
There will be one who will grieve, I believe only one,
But in the place where there is no time,
My family will gather, who have already gone, will meet me there,
Somewhere in time,
I will collide with death,
Somewhere in time you will hear the news,
Yet...for now there is somewhere in time that you will read this poem,
Then...there will be a time you will remember I wrote it.

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