…The words turn about the axis (IV) The Hourglass…

Fragments gathered, held and framed.
Uniquely weathered, uniformly named.

Embraces light. Kindred feather.
Without sight, all linked together.

Table of contents, rooted in earth.
Encased portent from End to Birth.

Captured moment. Without rest.
Symmetrical garments, from stand to crest.

Never bespoke. Always keeps true.
Presents the past, traces what was new.

Becoming of nothing. Testing all.
Shuffling for aught but to rest against the wall.


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