The Wind Of Time Poem by ENOCH JOHN

The Wind Of Time

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Time is timeless and timliness is precious.
I will pass over the azure ocean like a wind,
In a moment I am gone,
Leaving only a vivid memory.

I will pass over your forests; flora and fauna,
Stirring the leaves like a murmur,
Then silence reigns for I'm gone!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 18 January 2020

Such a nice poem, Enoch. Read my poem, Love and L u s t. Thanks.

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