Friday, May 18, 2012

To Know

Beyond flat plains
of olden time told
where all seems new,
and tick-tocks count
destiny's slow approach.
Stars hurl through space
hours but milestones
marching by in single file
reeling by in earth time.
The Shaman reaches
for the tesseract,
the wrinkle in time;
a foothold is gained
upon ground not lately trodden.
shining stars surge and shift
and she slowly walks along
the surface of time.