Sands that time passed over <br />immense heat from a blackened sun <br />the stagnant air of an era left behind in this <br />desert where father time doth not tread the future <br />never comes, the past never was and the present never ends.<br /><br />Isiah On a Corner in the Thundering Darkness<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/desert-of-the-forgotten/
