The Eternal Moment Returns To My Consciousness Poem by Oleh Wolansky

The eternal moment returns to my consciousness
Instill the birds with the same egotistical ramifications
Realizations that transpire and perspire and attack the soul
Mindful of the return of the homeless
Reactions a plenty to the fields barren yet full
It happened again in the midst of death
The happiness eternal past is redeemable and I not afraid
To the front and the back
Finest wines to sip and beckon
Total loss extreme failure eating away at the core of the mind
Expression is dead
So are you