Continuum


A ripple in the stillness of Time
A change from blue to purple in Clime
The lady but raised a tiny eye brow
And spoke sages of tomorrow

Know ye the Labyrinthine acronym
That spells the seeds of him
She who but makes haste in noon
In the light of the Sun's high loop

Will see Time ride to it's rest
Having passed it's utmost Crest
Know ye the aftermath and the before hand
Know ye the Solomon's counsel and norm

How time never stands
But rolls in an infinite continuum

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