Persistence of Memory, Dali. |
Time Stands
William Kean Seymour
It is a lovely thing to make time stand,
Delivering a glad moment to my hand
When moments hustle loosely by, uncaught
By the deep treasuring spirit in a thought.
To make time stand, in crystal memory clear,
Whilst a loved music flows upon the ear,
Or sudden rainbows bend, or on a hill
A sunset group of pines rears hushed and still:
This I have known, and these have come again
With echoing happiness in heart and brain;
Time standing still, surrendering to me
Beauty that otherwise would cease to be.
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