As Time Moves On



inspiration/light for this: Love stories / Always come from the heart.

As time moves on, 

as the shadows-understood

of sundials that don't move

tell the human-makers

when they are,

other anchors like love

go unheard...

except by the willows,

who pour out their tears

in their branches, 

their leaves never seeming

         to dare

         for any more sunlight

         ...or air.

Born in paradox, 

they always hang


like the sad 'ns,

who stay for having seen.

Maybe, one day, 

they too will know

their leaves are evergreen.


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