Within, that eye holds future,
Past.
Memories surrendered, once held,
Fast.
First time travelers, home,
At last.
Dec 13, 2024
Dec 13, 2024 at 4:54 PM UTC
Within, that eye holds future,
Past.
Memories surrendered, once held,
Fast.
First time travelers, home,
At last.
Probably related to a poem I read. I often get a short stanza out trying to explain my reaction to someone else’s writing. And something something time travel.
Forever temporally displaced.
