so called month
Friday, November 28th, 2008The so-called time
He’s a passer-by
Comes
From
The everlasting
He never comes
With little sound
And never looks backward
He’s
walking
Quietly
Not only in the earth here
Or the star there.
You never see
his shape
Nor hear
He says farewell
But he would give you
A bit of a trace
On the calendar