Electrifying Poetry

Time Excursion

In the wake of yesterday
You sail out of time
Words come slowly
As you lie decaying
Young is old and
Hard wears softly away
Day brings fire to night
And this web of steel
Surrounded by secrets
Who live in the heart
Haunted by rhythms
Lingering though present
Yet a prisoner will be
For I know dark clouds
Did color every picture
Fresh is air born of change
When deep sadness may heal

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