Valley Of Forgotten Time

Days move swiftly by measured time,

And years are like raging rivers in my mind.

For just yesterday it seems…

I lived my life…based on endless dreams.

Yet now, I no longer seek a future,

But that, of a fond and welcome past.

For in my years, many ghost have come my way,

bringing with them my dreams captured of yesterday.

They speak to me of grand times past,

times I believed would never end, but forever last.

However, mere shadows of them now remain,

of those once in a life, and forever days.

Yet, still, like raging rivers in my mind,

They in their secrets keep step with racing time.

For soon…someday…

I will go away

And I will become that ghost

Of measured time.

I will then be like the raging rivers of my mind

 Whole, wide and running deep

Winding my way in silent peace…

forever and ever…

Slipping gently

through the valley of forgotten time.

J. Allen Wilson © 2004

whispers in the night...

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