Time is just a Fool’s companion
Together running
Through life without
Wanting to stop
Without needing to
They touch many people
With thoughtlessness
‘Til the journey almost
at its end seems as a
flash of a falling star
against the black barrenness
of eternity’s night
and attempts to recapture
the brilliance are only clouded glances
of a beautiful display
of Someone’s creativeness.
R. Ruiz 1970
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem