The Last Timeline

Poem no. 35, 31st May 2026

Ô holy day! Ahead lie the yellow threads

Those that once wove through my heart

And rose as golden water

Flowing through the firmament

Ô holy world! The valves of time remember

The pathway to all things

Through a tale of forget-me-nots

When age sought out life

And the last timeline stood revealed

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