Out of Reach

Time walked a straight path from the morning
On a collision course with rapture
Then all melted in a haze of something like color, but more
A distant scream was a song on the breeze
Flowing out to open sea and its irresistible horizon
Earth breathed in time with a racing heart
Speeding out of reach, forgetting the way back
The breadcrumb trail scattered by the same wind
That carried the echoes of lament on its back
Waited for madness to fade into the night
And returned the storm-swept sea to peace

Image by David Mark from Pixabay

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