Moving Through Time

In time you may be unmoved by the dust,
Though mind over mater continues to
Move through the misty waters; and the rust
That we gather from storms that do still brew
Up trouble for our tired minds does rub
Off with but a touch of sympathies hand.
So by your action you move forward, dub
Anew the meanings of life in this land;
Yet the body moves slowly, unwilling
To move through time, a barrier of growth
That stunts the heartiest of women. Sing
Out the melody of time once more, doth
Not time overcome us all regardless?
Thus after time we do all find true bliss.

               Moving Through Time (c) Luke Bennette