Where Time Bends

Today is not merely today—
it is the turning point where time bends,
a stillness in which the eternal speaks.

For I sing, not to be heard, but to be folded
into your truth that is before all telling,
into your love that burns beyond decay.

Thus the moment slips its name,
and the self I called mine
unfolds into You—
who are, who were, and who shall be.