Grandeur of Poetry

It takes tons of time to compose an ounce of poetry

But when it is composed it surpasses the eternity

Its connotation like the four seasons of the earth

May change from time to time, its authenticity

Like the existence of the deity will be questioned

From time to time, its manifestation like the

Symphony of clouds will be misunderstood from

Time to time, but its universal consensus

Like the perpetual soul, will forever live on,

And its grandeur, like the countenance of the sun

Will forever shine on … will forever shine on

Autumn Leaves