timeless through the ages

What is timeless through the ages
Is conveyed in the pages
Etched in stone or vinyl
And what has a beginning
Will reach many ends, but none
Is ever final
The hope you seek
In the words I speak
Is far deeper than meaning can reach,
The paradox is
That hope doesn’t serve a future
As much as it does the present
Abandon sight of its sign
And have faith that it is here
What of me next
We ask of our sages.
Will I thin to a point,
And be lost in the vagueness?
All of our choices
As we sort through
Pained and conflicted voices
Succinctly describe ambiguity
Hold on

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