Saturday, February 14, 2009

Clocks

Time
Flows endlessly
A river
Running into the ocean
Ever present 
Constantly moving
Swirling into destructive masses 
Hurting, Killing
And placid
Beautifully placated 
Reflecting the world
In it's mirror 
No changing what is or was
Floating along
Eternally. 

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