Time Adrift

Faded waves of grass...From within all the years...
Spent searching...For one to share the happy tears..
Still as always ~ Growing strong and standing tall...
Knowing that within their fate...There stands a wall..
Yet still they keep on...Treading the shifting sands..
Wind swept...Beyond the behold of sunny commands..
Simple it would seem....To take that final grand tour...
Beyond traditional memories ~ So Unpure....
Yet time continues...To hold its shady hand..
Over the eyes....And between each lustrous strand..
Mid the crest of the blades...Upon the heart..
And grain of the spacious fields...Of all told art..
Time always adrift ~ Whilst evenly unspoken..
As a story nearby......Kneeling deep within..

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Comments
Greetings John,
Very alluring and well spoken poem...Adrift, just as the imagination composed in it's fabrication, unrestricted and with out boundaries..Great poem..
Kindest regards,
Jim
Thank You so Much... For your greeting and highly regarded appreciations..
Take care... :)
John
You are quite welcome and brilliant poems as well..
Jim
:)