#MetaphorMosaic
In realms untethered by the hourglass sands,
Where time's dance defies all mortal demands,
An ethereal tapestry, non-linear, bold,
In twilight's hues, a timeless tale is told.

Behold, a garden of cosmic dreams,
Where stars and whispers dance in gleams,
The past, a canvas of vibrant blooms,
The future, a symphony that softly looms.

A waltz of moments, entwined, they sway,
Unbound by the confines of yesterday,
Tomorrow's dawn, a songbird's flight,
Yet yesterday's dusk holds gentle light.

Chronos, the spectral conductor at play,
Wielding the baton, orchestrating delay,
Past and future intertwine, they weave,
In a tapestry of life, forever naive.

A river of memories, meandering wide,
In eddies of laughter, we find our stride,
And there, a waterfall of fleeting tears,
Glistens in moonlight's embrace, it appears.

The boughs of the Tree of Ages ascend,
Each branch a journey, a life to mend,
For in this enchanted, timeless glade,
The wisdom of moments forever pervade.

No linear path, no finite decree,
In this realm of dreams, we're truly free,
A symphony of life's enigmatic art,
In the non-linear dance of the heart.

Embrace the rhapsody of moments sublime,
A timeless odyssey, where spirits climb,
For in the garden of celestial rhyme,
Time's non-linear tale echoes through time.
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