It does not matter
if you know
there is no time for this
just- this is all you have
this:
one second.
As snow flurries fall-
the thick memory
of winter, reminds us
that life is the long breath and
every single moment is so precious
I make sure to throw each away-
individually,
carelessly crushing them underfoot
impulsively,
as the small boy does
stepping on flowers beside the beaten path.
Nov 11, 2011
Nov 11, 2011 at 10:54 AM UTC
It does not matter
if you know
there is no time for this
just- this is all you have
this:
one second.
As snow flurries fall-
the thick memory
of winter, reminds us
that life is the long breath and
every single moment is so precious
I make sure to throw each away-
individually,
carelessly crushing them underfoot
impulsively,
as the small boy does
stepping on flowers beside the beaten path.
