Is there still hope to feed on grapes and plums
Still while we're already late for the train
Take the fact as the moon waxes and wanes
Hope rises and falls according to need
Even as dreams fail to transpire still time
Remains in a constant flow of motion
Even while time being just a construct
Still the conductor will only listen
To justified excuses not bullshit
Indeed the conductor stands with great hope
Light will pass from his eyes across the room
Light unwittingly transmits the dharma
Hope on the other hand the conductor
Only waits a moment before losing
Patience in the face of retribution
Even if something happens he knows time
Time itself is always on his side time
Only waits to enjoy these grapes and plums
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