By The River Of Time

by the river of time
no one stands still

the river of time
carries everyone away

on wrinkled creeks
on waterfalls that stop

to fall on rains that
consume themselves

on leaves that crack
to the power of the sun

the river of time drowns
us all to the comfort of oblivion.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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