timenight

Windows
of timelight
that lime
light the air,

Sing, crystal sky
of ancient beams
that reek
of spoiled tears

and

Shadows
of timenight
that high
light the years.

Is it not curious
that timesight
is no more
than hindsight
directed elsewhere?

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