How does our exalted time unfold From hours of pure unbeaten gold To silver minutes charged and unrehearsed To bronzen seconds licked out of our days and ways? 5 How from the mountain on the plate, Each magenta ridge and azure indent searched, Must our centuries slimmed to acres now contract? Or acres to a bare, unhallowed plot be shrived? Still it is in us to race the sun's exhaustless rays 10 And make each moment pay in double time; alive In these dark eternities chalked black between each IS I wait for the platinum infinities of your kiss.
From the collection "Hymns"
Written by Gregg Glory [Gregg G. Brown]
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