I Count The Dust Poem by Shaun William Hayes

I Count The Dust

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I count the dust of passing time
The golden massive grains of sand

A misty breath forms into stars
A billion fractions of a moment

By sun and star we travel so far
Beyond the golden compass of time

Naught but the memory marks the way
But that, in essence, is what we remain

Memories, older than heavens domain

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Eric Cockrell 15 August 2011

absolutely beautiful and timeless poem!

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Shaun William Hayes

Shaun William Hayes

The edge of the New Forest, UK
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