A philosophical number poem about the experience of eternity within time:
Sing of life that, though it has an end,
Embodies what does not and will be ever,
Viewpoint on eternity that lends
Existence the illusion of forever.
Nor should one fail to recognize this gift
That one shares ultimately with quince and slime:
Years down which one’s little boat may drift,
Taking one through landscapes beyond time.
How beautiful to live and simply be,
Removed from time by love and reverence.
Each moment is a brief eternity;
Each eon also, though not quite so dense.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Audio and Video Music: Chords of Harmony. By Aakash Gandhi. Music free to use at YouTube.
To see this poem on my site, go to sing22.html. For more philosophical poems, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/philosophicalpoems.html .
