In the name I think
That name that sounds with a ring.
In the quick sands of time I sink.
And in her telescope I shrink.
I have been when there was.
Now am not, where there is.
The hourglass of time is broken.
With the grains of its time
Flying like an eagle on the wind
Into the future.
I see the past but am blind to the future.
I see my footprints but where I journey I know not.
I walk slow from my destiny but it chases in quick pursuit.
I will be caught in it.
Can't wait for that.
Life seems meaningless without the right visions
Journeys have no purpose without the right missions.
I stand in wait with my phone charged.
Awaiting the KING'S call.
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