Time from Fictional Histories by The Aeon Wanderers

Footfall after footfall led me here,
Turning after turning so unclear,
Motions and emotions generating fear,
Learning and unlearning how to hear
(I never thought I would be here).

There is nothing but time around me,
I am standing where time has found me,
Life and all time surrounds me,
Filled with sound,
Silently.

Decade after decade through your eyes,
Colour after colour drained inside,
Passion so dispassionately cast aside,
Learning and unlearning how to hide
(You never thought you’d reach so high).

There is nothing but time around you,
You are standing where time has found you,
Life and all time surrounds you,
Filled with light,
Invisibly.

Looking as far as the eye can see,
Moments that last for eternity,
No stone unexplored or left unturned,
Sitting and watching the sun go down,
All alone inside the crowd,
No thoughts unexpressed as life returns.

Message after message in our minds,
Moment after moment now rewinds,
Elation of sensation bound and intertwined,
Learning and unlearning how to ride

(We never thought that we would find)...

There is nothing but life around us,
We are standing where life has found us,
Life and all light surrounds us,
Filled with time,
Endlessly.

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