Father Time

Have the trees lost their leaves
Or am I seeing through my hands?

Have the leaves fallen
Or have I risen from the ground?

Have autumnal abscissions concluded
Or am I like you, deluded?

Have I reached old age
Or everlasting youth?

I don’t know. I don’t know.
Where I’m asked, I’ll go.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s