away, the hours go.
the people will reach its zenith.
and when it does, it will fall.

blind, we all are.

dead, the world becomes.
asleep, night will no longer turn to day.
unseen, the world remains.

blind, we all are.

absorbed in daily affairs.
exhausted, all disappears into dust.
why? even you shall go to.

blind, yes, blind.

When was the last time you have laid your eyes upon this miracle of a world?