Monday, December 27, 2010


We are powerless to halt the stream
That steals both dreamer or the dream
For Time is a river flowing into a sea
Which sweeps the shores of eternity
Time yields to no hand but One
A Scepter from a holy throne
We cannot contain this relentless tide
Which flows unrestrained to the other side


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