what art lies lives in caves in tombs?
sun sets on horizons passing timeless?
stars pass constellations change patterns?
rock art created forgotten into time mists?
dust being created hand fed passage images?
dust motes movement swayed time unveils?
nothing spoken nothing lost passion translates?
beating blood beating mind drum beats meanings?
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem