*The sky, is a wide blue eye,
the sea, a huge drop of tear-
rolled down from it.
You and I, now two parts of the whole,
are clad in transience,
be aware.
We watch this cosmic maiden's
many moods and cherubic sleep
till she wakes up, when our dream
would dissolve, in to a long, long sleep.*
Feb 26, 2014
Feb 26, 2014 at 1:57 PM UTC
*The sky, is a wide blue eye,
the sea, a huge drop of tear-
rolled down from it.
You and I, now two parts of the whole,
are clad in transience,
be aware.
We watch this cosmic maiden's
many moods and cherubic sleep
till she wakes up, when our dream
would dissolve, in to a long, long sleep.*
Edited Just imagine the cosmic time scale
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