In Time Is Triumph Valentine

The future is what moves us forward
While leaving us behind creating time
The reflection of a rhythmic repetition
Of a music stilled to the drone
Of the past pushing against it
Time devouring the eternal
Which is why it doesn't last
Whatever's outside time
Arrives inevitably inside it
What we have in the common season
The vortex of the stars and sun
Settling into the form
Of so many possible futures
Out of so many impossible pasts