pulling finality
a closing curtain
down upon
time sealed
spent past
veiling time
future seems
instant freeze
frame silent
in time lost
in thoughts events
long spent
long ago cast
decisions
chances echoes
compass
course set
meander paths
walked upon
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Some of the braided streams are pushed by a great impetus; some set out on independent courses; some go into backwaters; some build visions from past remnants until a curtain falls.