The rain came
And drummed on the car roof.
Now I sit
Listening to the clock’s steady tick
And thinking on the truth
That clocks, as hearts must stop.
But the rain will remain.
Permanence
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As I Walk the Solid Path
As I walk the solid path
And pass trees waving in the wind.
I sway, and think of yesterday
When Romans came in wind and rain.
Did they think all will stay
As they made their way
Along This path of passing dreams?
I can not say
But the wind will outlast me
And the swaying tree.
Permanence
Sometimes I think
On permanent things:
The birds that sing,
The grand old churches
And the trees.
Then the breeze,
Mingling with the rain
Shows what will remain.
When you and me
Are as the tree.
Windswept
Windswept
He almost wept
At the impermanence of things.
Day brings
On the night.
Rome once shone bright.
Man’s desire
For empire
And a girl’s bright
Eyes
Soon dies.
This table
So stable
Must go.
The wind will blow
And snuff out the light
Bringing down the eternal
Night.
There is no fiend infernal
Just the knowledge that I
And all things will,
One day die.
Would that my mind
Could be still.
In humankind
We find
The wish to procreate,
Ere it is too late
And our candle dies.
Man sighs
In a girl’s arms.
The wind will blow.
Her charms
(And his) must go
But perchance
Passion’s dance
Will leave one behind
To walk on a windswept day
And know
That as the wind does blow
All this will pass away.
K Morris - Poet 