And all the world shall slip away,
And
time shall echo eons
Past
the secular vernacular
To speed it to it’s higher ground. As
Level passes on to level,
Sweeping
off old memories and
Stepping
into worlds anew
Stripped
of every sight and sound.
Nothing
ever lasts forever.
Nothing
ever really ends, just
Changes
to a new dimension
Grounded
in another realm.
The
crossing over pathway shrouded
In
a cloak of dusty gray
To
break the dawning of tomorrow
Rising
to control the helm.
Deep
within the fight continues
Without
treaty… without cures.
Only
one thing offers solace
When
it’s over…
Love
endures.
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