The Old Curtains Tumble (From, Poet On Www) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Days are returning to night,
All the dreams are showing;
Give some stories futures bright,
While our minutes are going.
Up up and down the same hill,
Grossing though and turning;
What will every future fulfill,
When it's managing and learning.

We are becoming each other,
Close from the light and within;
Dampened fires do smother,
Ways have their end and begin.
Lighter and lighter pairs flit by,
Closing the moments spilled;
You have visitation to amplify
Whatever your thoughts instilled.

Going to find some transparency,
An letting the old curtains tumble;
Everything begins inside of me,
Forward to learning and stumble.
When easy it comes easy it goes,
Like the sky gathers in window;
Life is an avenue with all its credos,
Experience found or lost a while ago.