Time – Part I (There Is Magic In The Stars)

We linger long

On peaceful thoughts

In heaven’s shaded pools

Fragrant petals

Floating in memory

We hesitate

Upon the threshold

Of ecstasy

The path is threaded

With shining dew

While the moon circles

Aged, rolling hills

There is magic in the stars

And the willows

And everything

Is frozen for us

By the gentle

Hand of time

© Ann Bagnall 2021