To futures unknown calling within the water flow


My Sweet Time the Rain

My sweet time the rain
You conquer my dreams
Flowing away the pain
In the purifying streams
With a steady beat on
All what life has given?
Into the oblivion gone
For the centuries liven

Be or not to be at all
Pleasures awake the flow
Down to the draining fall
Again it will all go
Something can never hide
All will be lost again
For moment it may abide
Just to be lost in vain

You like the seed of earth
So much for the now
Life is just your birth
Lost in the fall somehow
The rain keeps on falling
Letting everything go
To futures unknown calling
Within the water flow




Poetry by Peter S. Quinn
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Written on 2007-02-28 at 17:51

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