A Moment of Elusive Stillness
A tiny thought from yet another chaotic mind in the digital age
Published in
Apr 24, 2024
Sensing Obsolescence,
Day by day,
Minute by minute.
That echoing music,
Those pictures in memory,
The stories of love heard,
All of these,
Slowly evaporating,
Filling and shrinking
The ever-consuming mind
With clutter and chaos.
So much that,
Loss of time in thoughts
is not affordable anymore.
Hopes filled in glasses
are spilling over the rims.
Sky sprinkled with stars
are only visible in dreams.
Yet I try.
Not to pedal harder,
But to observe,
With each pedal,
The rising sun
And the glowing moon.
