Is There Any Way…?

Is there any way these days could pass more slowly
In the flow of time in the unsettled rhyme of life?
Is there some chance we could prance across hills
Like fawn in the morning dawn in yawn of new day
And ne’er grow weary underneath dreary sky so high?
Is there an evening we might silently sip fine wine?
Or slow waltz to band playing some romantic strand?
Maybe someday, when stars cease to brightly shine
In the nightly heavens, and the oceans are dead-calm,
And the earth births no more, and shores are empty,
Then time will play no more mournful tune the score
Of souls so sore and only longing for ever belonging.


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