Somehow we conserve an hour of time
\nwhen we turn the clock back an hour,
\nand then wonder what to do with it.
\nIs there time to fall in love?
\nRead the first chapter of a book
\nwe might not have read?
\nDare put a poem on a page
\nand display it on the wall
\nlike a pinned butterfly?<\/p>\n
Could we alter time and space
\nby some act as slight
\nas daring to think,
\nand cause a whole new galaxy
\nto emerge with a thousand planets
\nlike our own?
\nAnd on one
\nan ultimate love be born,
\nand look to the heavens
\nto balance a hunger in her heart.<\/p>\n
While, at the end of this gratuitous hour,
\nI go searching for an impossible dream
\nsynchronized with me,
\nstaring into windows catching the shadows
\nof the hour evaporating in the air
\nlooking for a lost embrace.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Somehow we conserve an hour of time when we turn the clock back an hour, and then wonder what to do with it. Is there…<\/p>\n