The Day Is Slow
[Terza Rima]
The day is slow and waiting for the time
When stillness falls away, and motion turns
This life towards a newer paradigm.
To take up all that only waits and yearns,
For moments that can glow and dance again,
To take us onward through this night that burns
With such cold fire for times that bear the stain
Of far too many wasted moments, gone
To memory and left beyond regain.
To turn and walk away from times that shone
Too bright for only songs to now recall
And never can again be halcyon.
Because these times are lost and only fall
Away so fast, and then can only pall.
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