Going On And On Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Going on and on
In to the time passing
Soon these hours are gone
Nothing is for lasting
Days are never the same
All is a time going by
Eternal flickering flame
The horizon and the sky

Going on like dreams
Flickering ocean waves
River of endless streams
All what the hour craves
Nothing seems so real
Into this hour of dream
Our life is as you feel
The flow of its river stream

Going before tomorrow
We - to catch dust of time
In everything we borrow
From beginning to its prime
The endless in going deliver
Oh here my vision is
My thoughts its quiver
On to this afar bliss

Going on and on
In to the time passing
Soon these hours are gone
Nothing is for lasting
My hopes are in life tries
And what I may accomplish
Let futures knot its ties
My reality - become its wish