Time=Love

If it were mine, I’d stretch and paint Time.

I’d sing a song of vast vibrations, inspiring spirals to cluster.

I’d mix dark and light forming every element, discovering every luster.

I’d cobble a brush made of gaseous stardust and dapple the pallet with stars.

I’d throw it in lumps on a spinning wheel.

I’d blow it slowly to cool and congeal.

I’d design a mindful cupful of slime.

I’d pour it in the ocean and listen a long time.

Then I would wait forever and watch

each now unfolding

scalding

memories.

Published by futurepeaksun

Evolutionary Agent, Media Mentor and Entrepreneur, Poet, Videographer, Digital Editor, Writer/Producer, Technoratti, MrsFuture on DrFutureShow.com

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