Through the mirrors of time
Images from long ago
fade imperceptibly into one another
Suggestions of light
It is the beginning
and the shadow of things to come
Everything I touch is so far away
yet closer than that
In this enchanted stillness
things of beauty
are blended in perfection
Deep and reflective
everything renders right
Gilded filigree
infinite tendrils of fate
wound around the boundaries of time
© Ann Bagnall

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