RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Currents Of Time - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Deep in never-ending thought, memories are played out
in minds of richest candor.
Taken from depths of the past, brought up slowly,
carefully, into a mind's line of vision.
Life seemingly goes on forever, thoughts of long ago
flow as if floating upon a river.
Unable to speed them up, slow them down, or erase them -
journeying with currents of times and reliving endless
Never standing still, unable to possess the present,
faltering on unknown paths - hoping to create new
Hoping for a brighter future, to one day look back
upon as past.
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