Time's Minuet

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 The hemlock and pine strum the sky as a lyre

On darkness encroaching dusk’s vulnerable air

Over the land dips a somnolent brush

Another day slips from earth’s slate in night’s hush

As skylines dissolve in the mouth of the sky

And wind-songs evolve to a slow lullaby

Whilst over Time’s silvery edges I hear

The whisper of moments as they disappear

Midnight’s troubadour moans, on transient bend

In amalgamation of beginning and end

As tomorrow becomes what yesterday was

And present succumbs to past’s deepening pause

While oceans of living and loving and lust

Pour into eons of ashes and dust

And still ever hastening days become years

As moment on moment a life disappears

Where is the piper; the sound of the flute?

Strike now the timbrel, ere laughing turns mute

Dance as the violin’s quivering lay

Pines on the moments yet slipping away

See how the Maestro directs this grand choir?

Of moments and memories, dreams and desire

Fleet foot of passion and prayer pirouette

Over the garden to Time’s minuet

© Janet Martin

Happy Birthday Lucy...may you enjoy life's dance!