Here I am

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I’m standing at the edge of time, waiting waiting wait,

Wisps of echoes flow by me in a fluid intangible state

Dazzling starlight and blinding sunlight intertwine as one,

My feet are dancing over minutes, wanting to fly and run

My fingers are feathers, iridiscent hues, separately they merge,

The slightest curl and up I go, my feet lifting off the verge

I’m traipsing through hours, years, centuries and aeon,

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I’m losing myself to the ravages of time, losing shape and form

I’m the dawn and the dusk, the beginning and the end, the first and the last,

My eyes have seen all, my body has felt all — I am the future and the past

I am the rage of the ocean, the joy of the wind, the calm of a tree,

The tears of a widow, the warmth of lovers, the river running free

The dust of meteorites, the cream of the milky way, the pockmarks of the moon,

The sorrow in a ballad, the high of a jump, the bliss of the monsoon

Here I am, here I stand, everywhere at once,

Present and gone in a never-ending dance