Dusts Of Time

Some little things fired the inspiration for this poem.





Dusts Of Time  -  29 Nov 15

The dusts of time
Rest thickly
On the portal
No footprints
Disturb them

The shadows
Of the long day
Paint a picture
Setting sun
On the horizon

I have been here
So many times
For so long
I have forgotten
The reasons

Occasionally I see
Another me
Watching from a distance
I would like to talk
He does not





But if was that strange being called Me who gathered the whole thing together.