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not so very long from now
the sun may bid goodnight.
the moon and stars that shimmer now
might lose their little light.
a darkness cold and bleak and void
may claim this quiet place,
and steal away the gentle warmth
of which we now embrace,
leaving shades and shadows
reminiscent of a clue
to remind the sands of time
that we were only passing through.
Copyright © MMXIII Richard D. Remler
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is an arresting thought that the sun may not rise tomorrow and all the light will be gone. I like your conclusion, 'we were only passing through'.