Through the keyhole of time, I peer, To glimpse the past, to feel its near, A whispered breath, a fleeting glance, A dance of shadows, lost in trance. The hands of clocks no longer bind, As moments slip, both cruel and kind, In whispers soft, the ages call, Each echo deep, each rise, each fall. … Continue reading Poem: Through the Keyhole of Time

Through the keyhole of time, I peer, A whispered world, so far, so near, Where echoes dance in fleeting light, And shadows stretch beyond the night. I see the faces, old and new, A distant past, a future view, Each moment spins in endless grace, Yet none can stay, none find their place. Through that … Continue reading Poem: Through the Keyhole of Time