The Age Of My Name

When I pass by, I beckon to all

I am the ages hear my call 

Crossing horizons far from site

In the eve of day I become the night

 Only God knows the age of my name

I never stand still, but remain the same

   Destined to reach the end is my pleasure

Where age has no name and lives forever

 The course of my journey is set in stone

I am His creation I am not my own.

 C. S. Craig – 3/29/03

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