Yet the timeless in you is aware of life’s timelessness,Īnd knows that yesterday is but today’s memory and tomorrow is today’s dream.Īnd that that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment which scattered the stars into space. Of time you would make a stream upon whose bank you would sit and watch its flowing. You would adjust your conduct and even direct the course of your spirit according to hours and seasons. You would measure time the measureless and the immeasurable. And an astronomer said, Master, what of Time?
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