Cue

The cue was given cosmic,

it held to soul’s new track,

the angel did administer,

a saintly salve to act.

 

Within the life eternal,

that crack in vested time,

to wrestle memory empty,

so is our world sublime.

 

Seconds fell like pebbles,

upon the road we walked,

science of self was tested;

purpose then was sought.

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About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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