Poem: Is it true?

 

Is it true?
The hour passes two
In the morning
Or after midnight
On another continent
It is another time
But what is it to be
In time
With where you are?

But
Is it true?
The hour passes two
And you
Have passed
The boundary of time
In the infinite
Into the imagined eternity
But what is it to be
In time
With where you are?

It becomes
meaningless question
For you!

But is it true?
The hours passes two!

April 25, 2016

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About alaindesade

Novelist, songwriter and philosopher. Has special interest in human relations, evolution of mind, inter-cultural complications, and the concept of God.
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