Time encompasses completely,
while offering no direction.
It leaves us
Hopelessly grasping at its much slippery presence,
though never beyond its icy grip.
And those cold fingers strangle every breath, while dangling out of touch.
Quickness frightens.
Slowness stalks.
Illusions, most deceptive , they quiet.
And, failess control of every life- is ever deafening.
But, for Timelessness there IS still hope.
Time will not always command.
Puppetry for some will end
In the place where time will not exist.
For a King does break the web of chains,
by time once so connivingly spun.
This King created time.
This King commands it.
In the end Time falls subject,
In a place of freedom true,
In a place absent of
Time.
sunrise
StableDiffusion
bonfire friends
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sadness
StableDiffusion
purple skies
StableDiffusion
true love
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My Cheerleader
StableDiffusion
womans transformation to happiness and love
StableDiffusion
future life together of adventures
StableDiffusion
