Let Time be kind to us.
Let us have one more sunrise -
before the sun sets forever, under that last bright horizon,
and the lights dim in our clouding eyes.
Before my eyes shut,
let us capture every transient moment in between
all the blinks we take,
and let it remain in our memory, a permanent forever,
before Time washes all away.
Like the waves reducing the unyielding cliffs,
to giant piles of beaten rocks and fine black sand,
Time will steal faces and conversations
leaving us to be nothing else
but an empty, clean state.
As I know now, of how every moment lived,
of how every turn of the unchanging, never ending cycle,
means one tiny step further into the deep unknown.
I pray,
for Time to be kind to the young.
Sep 20, 2014
Sep 20, 2014 at 12:41 PM UTC
Let Time be kind to us.
Let us have one more sunrise -
before the sun sets forever, under that last bright horizon,
and the lights dim in our clouding eyes.
Before my eyes shut,
let us capture every transient moment in between
all the blinks we take,
and let it remain in our memory, a permanent forever,
before Time washes all away.
Like the waves reducing the unyielding cliffs,
to giant piles of beaten rocks and fine black sand,
Time will steal faces and conversations
leaving us to be nothing else
but an empty, clean state.
As I know now, of how every moment lived,
of how every turn of the unchanging, never ending cycle,
means one tiny step further into the deep unknown.
I pray,
for Time to be kind to the young.
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