In the dimension of thought,
I have come to the days of long ago
At the very gates of light, I stand in awe
For God has dipped his hands into the foundry of meaning
The sound of his hammer will ever ring!
Look, time itself he is stretching as a string,
And he weaves it into the very hearts of men
The past and future you sever in half,
Causing us to peer inside
And in it, we see a long road of death,
Yet alongside it,
A glorious road leading to life,
And here you have attached promise to it
So for its kiss, we look forward with eager expectations
Times Kiss
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