Choices in Time
by Tim Kavi
wheels of time
moving so fast
blowing my mind
my past
shines only
like memories
my present
moments pass
like grains
of sand
ticking like a watch
on the old man's compass
identities change
slowly
doors will open
all paths seeming true
which direction to go?
what does one do?
landforms shake
and move
continental drift
canyons cut
riverbeds
forms a rift
across all time
down the glass
the moments
run out
on the ground
spilled
sandy and fine
there is only
terrible purpose
in the mind divine
moving
like a snail
designing
purpose
destiny's shell
is like a jail
searching
for time's
sure release
from nature's
limited hell
transcendent ones
will all
escape
not resigned to mere
fate
free will
charges
destiny's hill
vanquishes all fear
bound
not by any
except one's
own making
nature lies
shaking
at the sure one's
Victory cries
directions not seen
familiar surfaces
unfold in the between
similar purposes
guide joint souls
in surest expression
to stand still
in the light of a sun
while Winter's
shadows fall long
across gaps
in the translucent
consuming
flames of time.
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