ETERNITY

Sometimes somewhere
Somewhere on roads
A thorn pricks my fingers and toes
I step it over, and walk away
Try to forgive its astray way
For it is the only that makes me leave
Red footprints that prevail
As they bleed.

I know my thrust is enough not
To inscribe literature
Of worth… to be sought

Sometimes somewhere
I owe my words
To the thorn that pricks me
And sporadic nerds
And leaves for me
A perennial legacy
From where I derive
–– The moments of eternity.

The askew paths will be swathed away
By years of sands, and sands of years
But I will manage to elude a day
To echo in future, and echo in rears
With puny entreats to generations enroute
Who will face the charge of unwelcome suit

But will stop for a while, to free a jibe
"Ahem! She poor, her poor strive!"

And I will jump in awry joy
Jeers of time, will never annoy

For I will know, they asked the bit
That nature never doled
–– ' Visions more than my eyes can see,
Sounds more than my voice can hold '

Sometimes somewhere
Somewhere on road
I will kiss the thorn
And take it abode
And put it on my lips for shrieks
––That whenever I speak, eternity speaks.

The illustration is taken from the internet.