Alex V. Christoff
Time the immutable paramount cannot be destroyed;
Its ritual-sacrament is futurity's hand
Guiding man's worship of illusions in multiples deployed,
Passing through starlight's cosmic band. Soft music of each life submerges in universal tone;
Harsh vindicator of bright events gliding by,
Crafts time-direction and time-flow to distant star lone,
Grasping harmony's breath when old planets die. Black holes in space-time continuums implode;
Worm holes, flourishing in time-flows' constricting planes,
Cast obscurant rays on eternal precepts cold.
Through boundless ...