The Chronos Of The Soul Poem by Saint Eule

A Moment can seem like an eternity;
In suffering or in lament.

An Lifetime can seem like a vapor;
In idleness or days spent.

What trick has time played on me;
A memory lost when I am 93.

All the joy we spent together;
Times we spent on the beach.

My mind can no longer remember;
My children, my life out of reach.

Oh! Chronos of my soul help my memories to find,
Is it possible to put this journey into rewind.

This disease of the mind that makes us forget,
Steals my dignity, my identity in the end yet.

If I cannot remember you my love when we depart,
remember me- that I still hold you in my heart.