An Essence Of Ages Past Poem by K J

Glimpses of ages past
Beckon and taunt my soul
Forever calling and reaching out
Sultry hands through time they linger
So unmercifully daunting
They persist in this weary mind
Lost in an era and place
Imploring to find my way home
Into the darkest recesses of night
They long to share their secrets
Embracing my every thought
Revealing distant memories
Whispering so softly
Reflecting my sorrow and anguish
Caresses like a lover
Solace to my existence.