Like a wheel,
ever spinning round.
Like the hands of a clockwork,
has endless hours to bound.
Like a spiral,
forever going down.
Like a hourglass is revolving,
and spins his empty crown.
Like time,
there’s is no beginning and no ending of.
And like for always in eternity and forever and a day,
will be my endless love.
Val.08-08-2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem