Time Stealthy Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Time Stealthy
stealthy passes
time
stealthy
for as we ride
our lives in the
Cars of Life
tree after tree
we by us
view
passing:
we think not
but pleasant
sensous Beauty
feel
and blinding
serenity
on our eyes
sits
but ah!
some point comes
mostly
when we
we humans
understand
we
be at the end of
the journey
the best be past
the rest dismay
and white-grown hairs
and faces.
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