When in time ….
Seconds flow into minutes,
minutes tick into hours,
hours glide into days,
days dim into sunsets,
sunsets glow into sunrises,
sunrises ease into seconds.
Pregnant silence fills the dark,
Songbirds sing the morning light
Do I really ever know,
when in time I lost my heart.
Confused, I seek to find,
the moment in time,
I’d left it in.
Seeking every corner,
every trail,
traveling every mountain
every vale,
coursing through rivers of my mind,
traversing oceans of my soul.
On I go, further still,
encountering planes new to me.
Catching glimpses here and there,
whilst traveling on a cosmic breeze.
Was it in the bewitching hour?
or the midday changing winds?
that the seconds flowed into minutes,
Oh elusive heart of mine !
© E. Bretton
July 2004-All Rights Reserved |
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A joy to read.
for the dream 'When in time...'
Beautiful work Elga!
One with time, the other soul searching--yet both intertwine.
Peter Paton
Best wishes
from
kay.
God, this is so beautifully presented--verse and pic are absolutely glorious--thank you
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :D
A masterpiece poetized in Free Verse to make poetic history.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Love Tinka