Graves immortal sepulchres scriptural
paint portraits of eternity spiritual
Rivers of joy from gardens in embrace
flow into depths lifting their bones
Airs bear souls of my fathers
to boneless tomorrows
Depths prophetic announce new noons
flesh them out in new todays
Alive they arise no longer fixed in time
ascend into years long since gone
My bones in pursuit seek marrows of time
the present into yesterdays now live in me
Alive they arise no longer fixed in time ascend into years long since gone My bones in pursuit seek marrows of time the present into yesterdays now live in me What a wonderful poem, Mark. The sense of existance seems to be beyond time. The title itself is multi-dimensional and very catchy....10/10. Best Regards Naseer
Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! I read this three times Mark. the whole piece is fantastic the last verse is so full of hope it is amazing. I voted this a ten. thank you Mark for this beautiful poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the present into yesterdays now live in me everybody will hve to become past andthat is universal truth andhas to be respected....10 read mine yes to to and you go alone...