Wonderland Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Years have been going by
One by one in their glow
Opening doors to the sky
Vivid lights dimension’s flow

Solid into tinctures gold
Waves of sea and motions
Dreams that no one can hold
Endlessly in their lives oceans

Lingering on to freshly new
Rolling as never before
As the colors come here thru
Opening up tomorrow's door

Like music against my ear
Compassing every magnificence
Faraway and close up near
Is all this surrounding abundance

Soon there will be new spring
In plentiful and its loveliness
Once again new existence to sing
In its every trifling and airiness

Years have been growing green
Like new flora in my patch
So much attendance in between
Remaining within to attach