Eric Marcarelli

Software Developer, Writer, Painter

Searching for a Lost Time that Never Was

August 08, 2010 by in Poems, Writing

There was a great age, so we are told.
Have you forgotten now that you’re old?
Or has its memory grown sublime,
Through the endless shifting of treacherous time?
Were the sun’s beams more clear,
Did the moon evoke more fear?
Were dark forests deeper,
Did the tallest peaks stand steeper?
Indeed they did and were in lore,
All this and so much more.
This time so elusive but sadly sought,
Its seekers diligent but temporally caught.
Always behind does it cower,
Sometimes ten years, others an hour.
We may never find it, but still must go.
We may be there now; how would we know?

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