Life And Time — The Lost Reality Of Stars
Flickering reflection of the sun,
a river’s murmuring,
and the echoes of the past.
Somewhere between
the ripples of my heart
memories from my childhood
are rising like tides.
Bare feet, pebbles, and water —
hot summer days filled with laughter.
Life waits for no one,
and time is right by its side —
pushing it forward, pulling on its hand
frowning and swearing
when life turns its head —
to see the beauty of a flower
or tears of a child,
stops to hear the sparrows fight,
or to taste that sweet apple pie.
I felt it so deeply,
the shift of spheres we call reality.
Too many distractions cross our path,
amusing our mind and numbing the heart.
“Don’t think, let alone feel,
we will do it for you, and tell you
what is real.”
