To know that a forever
Exists before me too
And to believe that a forever
Shall come after me anew
Is perhaps a gift I gave myself
Sans writing my name
( Or else I would not so wonder
At the moment of this surrender)
That my past, and what passes is the same.
Wise!
Thank you 😊
Very skillfully evoked poem on the eternal.
Thank you, my friend 😊
It’s a pleasure
After reading this poem, I am convinced that you have lived on Earth for ages, and would continue to do so, for ever!