Do you?

 

Do You?

 

Do you feel how I feel now

The Time is melting fluid,

Through fingers slips, and flows and runs

And sands turn water humid?

 

Do you hear too, the trumpets sound,

Through winds and echoes running,

The breath so hard, the breeze so light,

Like Fleets from stars are coming?

 

 

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