Hiding your true face
behind ever circling hands,
you reminds us that
time waits for no one.

No matter how many
hearts stop, cities crumble,
fascists conquer or babies cry,
you, Time, have to
go on and on and on and on
into the edges of the infinite,
while we mortals merely
only borrow you briefly,
trying our best to leave
little legacies
in a universe that
often feels too big
and too miraculous
for any of us to
matter to it.

Oh keeper of
the instant and hour,
what staggering power
you possess in helping us
tell ourselves that
this now we have
ticking away is precious,
and we must do
all we can to honor
every moment of yours
that we are given
to witness.

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The is the August 2023 installment of the 11 Months, 11 Readings series, which features a new poem each month inspired by an Oreanam Oracle card that is drawn by the author on the first day of each month.

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