Corridors Of Time Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Corridors of time are passing
Into every introduction’s shown
Their fortune and failure tossing
To the daydreams in its night gown
Flying together to embrace
With every confusion there in given
Full of its world and its ways
In what every feeling has liven

Nothing is going to nowhere
With this time that is here coming
Though we have time to share
In their minutes up summing
Finding out where feelings are here
Trusting the way they all go
There is so much in life's steer
Without this all you know

Trusting the dream from the heart
Without much knowing what's hidden
Driving or tearing us apart
Of good fortunes that got ridden
Living is breaking destruction
And taking away every feeling
Making us anywhere in its abduction
Strings of our hope then stealing

Nothing is going to nowhere
With this time that is here coming
Though we have time to share
In their minutes up summing
Only we two that are on giving
From our own that we both have started
In those times we are living
That soon to anywhere is departed

Trusting the dream from the heart
Without much knowing what's hidden
Where every going must again start
That in our dreams seems fitting

(from my album: Something More)