wind
winds of the past fly
through the glass of time
as forebearers
of future's glance
looking back in fear
where people hide
in darkblue storms
of thundery rain
thirsty for time
they walk in darkness
through the hot sands
of an hourglass
in guilty shame
for not listing to the wind
that shows the way
through their mortal
and hasty life
;ó)x
Primus Inter Pares
Should it be "listening" instead of listing?
lol,
siren
[.... Should it be "listening" instead of listing? ....]
yep.
;o)x
Primus Inter Pares
Okay, let me try to interprete:
Time passes in the first four lines, whereas the winds of time are the lyrical subject. Now do THEY look back in fear or do YOU do (as if you were the narrator of the poem)?
Second stanza is clear, people hasting around with the time is money attitude that can bring so much sadness.
Right?
siren
Joe, Nice philosophical tone to it. Thought it was good. jhs
We don't get many people from the Netherlands anymore, sadly.
Les