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The Shores of Time

As time passes memories appear as transient ripples on the shores of time.
Flowing out into the oceans of the Universe they take their place with the one.
We daily weave our memories and lives together,
Taking delicate strands we bind them strong.
In the passing of time a single strand may wear and breakaway.
We, who remain, pick up the strands to weave into our own web;
Stronger, tighter than before.
Memories always are just that; strands of time.
Fleeting cherished moments that we choose to weave as we may.
The threads we weave, we are weaving now.
We can choose to weave them stronger or weaker than before.
They come, they go.
Ebbing and flowing on the shores of time.
All lives as one, all touching the Divine,<
Until we, at last become as one with the GOD.

Janis 2008