Across the Gulf of Time

Across the gulf of time
our tears stream
to fill the hole
the hollow spaces
of this life
are we men
women
children
are we sons and daughters
people adrift at sea
almost alone

Across the gulf of time
I extend myself
my hand, my arm
hoping to meet you
somewhere in the distance
in that space called time.

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