WAVES

If you ask me
the true measure
the passing moment
I will tell you
it is at once invaluable
and, by equal measure,
useless, lost in the detritus
of time’s wave, now receded.
Do not try to cling to it
for your memory is
all that is impermeable,
and then only
in a moment already
carried off by
another ebbing
wave of time.

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