Time, Kindly

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The minute conceals the hour,

The hour conceals the day –

As minutely, hourly, passes our

Time of earthly toil and play.

 

The markers of time are hidden

Until we are called and bidden

To leave and come;

The minute conceals the hours

As time steals away our powers

Then kindly steals us away.


2 thoughts on “Time, Kindly”

  1. I think this explains life quite beautifully! and as my Aboriginal “Brutha” Dennis Fisher would say, That’s the “spirits” talkin Bros. and you dear doc. Howard are a nutha brutha! xxxx

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