Time: limited
Quantity: unknown
We are but each a wave
in an endless ocean
and no one knows when the wind
will abate or change direction.
We all burden a flame
in the swarming fire
and no one knows when the wind
will send us to blazes.
Time is an infinite blow
and only it will know
when your whisper
will be faint
but it will never tell you
for the clock keeps on ticking
but the clock is not yours
you are merely part of it.
This was a very clearly written piece. You want to be understood and you make that effort for the reader. Many do not. Excellant! GW62
Roger, I enjoyed this piece quite a bit. My favorite section: 'We all burden a flame in the swarming fire and no one knows when the wind will send us to blazes.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good poem..............