Every Time Is Going Around (From, The Complete Collected Poems Of Strains) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Every time is going around
To the fields of somewhere
From the time of timeless bound
In the ways of morning air
Every reality between’s going
Finding existence in the act
As the motion´s windrowing
In their interaction and contact

There’s a between in conception
Straight out of its creation
Proceeding course of exception
In desiring essence narration
The existence of true reality
With response of motions falls
Tones between tones modality
The distance of accenting calls

Desire of potency going through
The descent of life's essence
Something to response to new
In notion outlines evanescence
Life’s like a chorus into the fall
Breathe of the summer leaving
Every its activity swinging haul
Through existence hours cleaving