On Love and Time

Time is time which 

The clapper swings and 

Strikes the bell that 

Moves the heart.

Soul the soul that 

Ever rings, hammering 

Two spirits into one. 

Nothing that on Earth 

Could e’er be done, 

But in the Dreamtime 

That bell will peal

As the worthy down do kneel. 

As lovely light does 

Shadows cast,

The light of love that 

Ever lasts, though time 

Will ever try to fool the 

Eyes of those immune to jewels 

Compressed of love and 

Care and sweet desire,

All emotion set afire. 

So the fuse is lit

That will the past explode,

Flying fragments, hot and cold. 

Splintered slivers, new and old,

Bonds unbroken though the 

Years do try and in the trying 

Fail to rend the welded 

Hearts of blended friends.