Time, as it's measured, within lengths in-between
Wondering things.
Like "How much can i see?"
"I think too much."
"Stop trying so hard."
Confusion, insight.
Am i done with this chore?
For every thought we have thought,
More time has been measured.
And all the measurements passed,
Moving on, never tethered.
Every new idea, arriving in this sea of perception,
Adds more and more still,
And no limit is given.
Each seed sprouts more.
Hundreds it seems,
In pursuit, never ending
On eternity's wing.
Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 8:17 PM UTC
Time, as it's measured, within lengths in-between
Wondering things.
Like "How much can i see?"
"I think too much."
"Stop trying so hard."
Confusion, insight.
Am i done with this chore?
For every thought we have thought,
More time has been measured.
And all the measurements passed,
Moving on, never tethered.
Every new idea, arriving in this sea of perception,
Adds more and more still,
And no limit is given.
Each seed sprouts more.
Hundreds it seems,
In pursuit, never ending
On eternity's wing.
