Thought you stood at the gates of time
In the ripping edges of knives which shined
chased into a porthole gripping its sides
horror to leave intense love was your bride
a world to a world technology to see
abundance to all political promise to use
the shifting of times force , Einstein created the fuse
magnetic particles screamed its addiction
for a population in flight discovering their mission
a drop of acid and broken molecules fusion
scientific chance the holiday between worlds
your body went through and your soul left you
dancing the pattern of the sucking warp
a ghost of omens and memories distantly caught
dissolving the past of you to reform coolly new
time your essence and the turn of your world
mentioned a condition infinite to burn
nature remind , photograph those memories behind
hovering to watch the signs of the savored genius
the porthole discovered the future rush
time's meaning available created to touch
we move to decide the transition of its physics
enter our age and realize the height so mystic
chance of when that time will come
oracle of the circle divide motionless we slide
one concept for you to keep
our time will never sleep
catastrophe to escape , the warp of time to descend
the body particle split understood and graciously met
our worlds continuum the last requiem to forget .
© Davy. C. Green April 1997
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