The time goes by

POEM BY BELISARIO RIGHI



Self-portraits by Roman Opalka



THE TIME GOES BY


The time goes by, and at its rapid pulse everything quickly vanishes.

To revive ancient cures nothing stops. Joys, pains, beauties, fears flow before me, and whiz to my senses so fast that I no longer distinguish, if of them sweet or bitter is the memory. Everything becomes uncertain and in faint outline, it fades. Time transforms feelings, extinguishing the passions, dampening the dismay, tempering lusts, so, dreams and illusions change. Meanwhile, traveling companion, a sound of flute it reaches me and happy hopes, unknown passions, new loves, gives, but time is running out, and the gifts steal away. Time has won again, taking with him other of my life. Everything has vanished. The present it's a breath just expired, the future is a chimera, and everything, a faded memory is what remains. Sad fate always love the past! Need is to find a love to be renewed, how great it is do not fear time, why nothing it will never be the same, as time goes by.

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