Time trickles through us,
through and through us...
born and reborn, I am borne
...
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I like very much the first stanza, read it again and again, it is very good ballanced, philosophic and emotional: ...born and reborn, I am borne on the bloodrush of fear, flowing of sweat, upwards, up the tall, winding, tilting staircase of years....Time is the master. An epic poem, though in a tempered manner, without to be pathetic.
Time trickles through us or do trical trough time afine metaphysical poem thanks for brightening up my friday afternoon jim