Transient Immortal

Tommorrow is on my calendar
as is every day next week.
I have interviews, appointments,
Dinners at which I'll speak.

I'll make some time for family
and writing, I suppose.
I may find time to barbecue
and to launder my work clothes.

When evening comes I'll settle back
with a glass of Pinot noir.
I'm a transient immortal,
I'm on loan here from a star.

The future is a game;
against ourselves we play.
We act as if we still have left
forever and a day.

In truth we all are transients
For just this moment free.
Self observing stardust
poised t'wixt two eternities

by John F. McCullagh

Comments (23)

Compassion carries all the ingredients required to make the world peaceful. Wonderfully articulated paraphrases in to a pleasing rhythm. Congrats for being the member's PoD and Thanks for sharing. X
Profoundly beautiful! Congratulations on Poem Of The Day. Well deserved!
A well written piece of poetry. You've expressed with no hold bars. Told with lots of sensitivity and articulated in a confident manner. Congratulated? ? ?
A superb poem that reminds us to be compassionate toward fellow human beings and to carry on despite adversity. Well done Pradip. Congratulations for poem of the day.
A beautiful poem that tells us that an 'undaunted-will' accompanied with optimistic approach can brush aside even the rushing torrents! Wonderful poem!
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