Tempos Fugit (The Tides Of Time) Poem by Royston Nella

Tempos Fugit (The Tides Of Time)



We are surfing along on the tides of time
and swiftly like a wave life passes sublime.
Cascading along it breaks upon the shore,
and like a dream fades, passing that way no more.

A thousand years to God are as a day.
Like the watch during the night they pass away.
For He is without beginning, without end.
Eternity, past and future He'll transcend.

Monday, October 26, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life,time
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Written after reading Psalm 90: 4

A thousand years in your sight are like a day that has just gone by, or like a watch in the night.
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