so much which touches our lives
in ephemeral moments is transitory
impressions may be indelible or
stamp cast clay in enduring images forms;
songs unsung may echo eternally in wells of silence
seen from deep well depths stars shine in daytime sunshine
but not on dismal grey overcast cloudy rainy days
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem