Dust On A Feather

P Peter S. Quinn Peter S. Quinn
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Every day is running behind It's scheduled between the distances You must wake up, go and then find Every opportunity and their chances Like each love in the clouds away Where our heaven doesn't stand still You will come again to meet the day With longings of your hours to fulfill When the time is still within you In the many flashes going through There is love in the past that's in the reach With its giving and finding threads In the times of our own hearts beseech With life’s sour cakes and sweetbreads So much lies in the ashes of left time Filling the moments with their themes Gimmicks of their heartbeats and mime In hope of their ways and lonely gleams Forever is never in there from the start Only the dreams that are there together Satisfying the minutes with their chart With wishes of dust on a feather Like each love in the clouds away Where our heaven doesn't stand still You will come again to meet the day With longings of your hours to fulfill When the time is still within you In the many flashes going true (from my Album: Something More)

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