the homeopathy of time

the homeopathy of time

when the love of a life dies,

that love in death tells lies;

memories dilute memory,

and everybody’s memory

is in time diluted by time;       

the homeopathy of time.

the ebbing tide of the old songs,

where the hard pebbled tears 

roar back to die diluted 

by the incoming tide of joy.

the high tide where new

memories will be laid down,

to be in time diluted by time;

the homeopathy of time.