Specks Poem by Diane Rosenstein

Specks



For all that intends
Comes back round again
To reach its own
Way to go

Calculating electricity
Monumental ships to sea
Canals wrath drought
With rain

Cut deep plowed path
It'll grow
But I fear not without
Without

Ancient remains
Some sparkle then go
A blink
Eternity's eye

Dust, specks, see
Hear, weap, thee
Running deep & far
In all directions

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Diane Rosenstein

Diane Rosenstein

Pennsylvania, USA
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