Etchings
Time is a mighty structure
built of huge marble blocks...
with a spire that is lost in the clouds...
so high that the eye cannot possibly see
Its base is so large that it encompasses all
There are many ornate doorways...
entrances and many exits...
intertwined with hallways of marbled mazes
...each and all leading to an exit
...some closer...some farther
Our time inside is a gift…ours to keep
only as long as we are guests inside
...and far from the exits
Is it any wonder that some will pause
…to etch their names upon its walls...
© Faye Sizemore 4/20/04
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