I'll Be There Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I'll be there
when time comes,
to go from here
like autumn blossoms.

I'll give away
what I've found,
times don't stay
they come around.

Everything is to grow
become the new,
like a breezy blow
coming through.

We are steps giving
for a new nameless,
a moment's briefing
in its caress.

Here comes time
flowing endlessly,
awaiting life's prime
for it becomes free.

Nothing is but you
in this time of being,
beat to beat through
time is always playing.