But Grains Of Sand Poem by Paul Brookes
But Grains Of Sand
time liquid drips like bright pearl tears making hard rock weep.
fluxing elastic ever exponential moments, minutes, months, years
like eternities breathing outward its soft rhythm is our daily round.
a fluid trickle streams in flows vast vacant voids in dark spaced seas.
star strewn skies which blink with a tapestry of light
sparkling souls heavenward sent, that drift on solar oceans light years apart,
tethered by silken threads hand spun across universe.
in all the infinite velvet ages we are but grains of sand
which fall one by one to times relentless hand,
and death will come to end our days.
'time liquid drips like bright pearl tears making hard rock weep. fluxing elastic ever exponential moments, minutes, months, years like eternities breathing outward...' Beautiful lines Paul, it is fitting they relate to a fusion with your poem 'Homage to the Romantics'. Actually interaction by poets is an old wonderful tradition.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/1/2024 5:24:59 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I still have lecture notes with Romance poets interacting in poems including 'The Rime of the Ancient Mariner' where William Wordsworth changed a few words, a few lines by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Coleridge did the same for Wordsworth. Poets exchanged poems by letter, we interact and exchange ideas with the internet.