Oh, the winds of time!

How does God direct once set in motion?

Unfurled.

The shifting sands abound,

throughout time and space abide,

The fabric of the world.

In eternal orbit,

Until creation ends as it began,

Unceasing.

A song,

A single word rings out,

Eternal melody increasing.

The shapes,

The way to travel through time,

Ingenuity.

The yoke,

Of trapped, of binding gone,

Light is the key.

As songs are sung,

And graves are dug,

It shines forever out.

An ice cream cone,

A universe,

Intertwined without.

A hope rests,

A fire sleeps,

Slumber reawakened.

A ringing laugh,

Eternal smile,

Music of creation.

While hope departs,

Another life,

A prayer sings for me.

A song, a rainbow,

Shimmering there,

LIGHT IS THE KEY!

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this poem holds two great secrets.