Sabbath: "A Palace In Time"

I have something in mind

or, rather, in my mind’s eye.

It’s a place, I’m told, of perfection

or, rather, a time

when nothing more is needed

because everything is given

and never fades.

In the past, I have thought

of this idea as a place—

like a building, or room; a tree or a meadow;

the river’s edge or front porch.

I have come close

to finding it in space

but then it fades.

When It becomes She

and I look for Her in time (not space)

I find Her in the future—

which is to say, in hope

 when laws change to lyrics

and singers rest in songs

that never fade.

Sabbath: "A Palace in Time"

By Troy Cady