Time?

[ShadowsCool]

Wondering Aloud

Wondering aloud
To the leaves having fallen,
Each leaving a message to my heart,
Weaving their own flight downward
Decorating the pond in all its dressing,
A glory to God,

Each shedding and decomposing
Into this grave my life is strewn
In the common ground of mankind
To die alone
Apart from you.

Wondering aloud
To the snow having fallen,
Heaving a message on my heart,
Each following the next flake downward,
Whitening the ground,
Leaving impressions
To a person behind me
Following my footsteps in the snow.


Time


The ever-last is the true time
not concluded by the earth
going round the sun
telling them what time it is?

Only time what matters
is the short time
you have to discover
the everlasting true time
right now.

[Twota]

hmmm Shadows , I don't quite get it actually.. :/

in the second stanza, is it 'that' instead of 'what'? even then, I still fail to get it. :/

[ShadowsCool]

Twoto,

Actually, what is the word I want to use. As far as getting it, I don't either. Surprised? Don't be. I sometimes write not knowing what it is. Anyhow, it's a weak effort. I have poems on the burner, but I'm taking my sweet time with. I don't write much in the Summer months. Hopefully in the Fall I will be re-energized.

Shadows