Time And Love Poem by Bill Kamen

Waiting, longing for love, slowed time.
Quietly sitting dormant like a volcano,
the slow pace of time tormented my soul.
I failed to see the signs appearing before my eyes.

The passage of time, darkened my sorrow,
like the night sky bringing sadness to a few.
Day after day my soul bides time.
For all things to pass.

Time did not rest, finding love was quickly fading.
The cycle of time awakened my soul,
to a clear knowledge of a time past.
Bonding time and love eternally.