The Guardian Of Time


You’re older than the wind.
You’re older than the rain.
You’re older than the sun that shines
on the lives that live on dreams.

You’re older than the flowers.
You’re older than the trees.
You’re older than the grass that grows
in a town that’s built on dreams.

You’re older that the mountains.
You’re older than the seas.
You’re older than the myths
that sowed the seeds of dreams.

You’re older than the night.
You’re older than all life.
You’re the spirit of the sleeping.
The guardian of time.

1976, September

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