Time Capsule

Sandalwood coaxing your velvet dreams
Melting them like butter and cream
A moment shimmering like honey
Each ring a thousand years
Each step swirls and disappears
A delicate time capsule
Ghosts, lifetimes, oceans echo
A choir of ancient voices
Fading intelligible faraway
A muffled static
Washed out and weather worn
A youthful softness glows warm
Reborn again and again
Into the kind curiosity
Of someone’s hand
They pause their walk
Along the shoreline sand
And listen as hard as they can


1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. tomschronicles
    May 13, 2016 @ 23:34:35

    Well done! Great picture and poem.


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