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Eternity came calling

on me one day

with her childlike face

and her kind, ancient eyes.

She laughed at the way

I danced to the ticking

of a mere clock

and said in a voice

that tinkled like moon chimes,

 

“Come let me show you

the land of Right Now,

a place that’s free

from the chains of your time.

It’s a world where the sun

shines from truth’s eye

and the smile on my face

will fill you with peace.”

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I followed a minute

but then a loud whistle

stopped me in my tracks.

Tomorrow perhaps —

it was noon in the valley

and I would be late.

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I headed downhill

but turned to look back

at her beauty once more

and found she had vanished

into Everywhere.

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(c) 2020, 1969, 1965  Betty Hayes Albright

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Written in high school, 1965. Published in chapbook “Living Color”, 1976; previously posted here in 2014.

This is a newly revised version. I guess it’s about time! 😄

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(Maeberie series)

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Usually in the hills

she found her peace

but now the crows

were clamoring

above her head,

Let go!  they squawked,

Move on, move on!

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She raised her hand

for them to stop

and sat beneath

an old elm tree

where she fell into a reverie

of magic meadow,

sapphire sky

beyond corporeality

and there

she found him waiting.

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He laid his sword

upon the ground,

the battle won,

no more to hide.

Their hearts filled

with silver light

entwined in fascination.

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When she awoke

the day had circled

into night.

The crows had flown

and all was quiet

on the path

that took her home

while high above, unnoticed

twirled a dancing double star.

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© 2012, 2018  Betty Hayes Albright

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