Time Swirl Poem by welkin siskin

Time Swirl



These times a sweet gift I can only imagine,

For the finite and the mortal can not define the infinite and the immortal.

These loves, these passions, these events I can not define,

I can only feel their restlessness

Monday, October 16, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: time
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