Time won't let me forget; time won't let me remember.
Time is short and it is infinite; it bridged eternal divides
carried on endless tides.
Time once held me, shadow-bound in chains,
days passed with the weight of eons,
as time pressed heavy against the hopeful hearts that brought me
Time tempered prayers for freedom;
it is the hard forge that turns faith to steel.
Time saw the day the chains fell away, when
words of prideful owners were owned by the ascendant
--chattel became an archaic and slain word--
Time chimed in the glad moon; as human might
resurrected its holy light. The overcoming power of spirit
made fine metal from pig iron, and distilled
time into the finest vine of life.
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