I Am In The Dimness Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I am in the dimness of forgotten belief
With outlook of their own those come and go
Like dry flowers from the past these will glow
And rust on to winter like a tree leaf
Fly-by-night is gone with its long while and brief
What does tomorrow share this day doesn’t know
Further beginnings and end in its flow
All in distinction of gladness and grief

River returns with a day that is unborn
Every meaning is not forever to be
Just like day clouds that into night will vanish
Autumn bleaches what each summer has worn
Teaching and their sayings eternally
Dream will come closer or gone it will tarnish