Time flows ceaselessly past in a steady rhythm
Sculpting new forms and discarding the old
In an endless cycle of creation and destruction
As living beings come and go in nature's fold
Relationships are formed in emotional need
And friends and family form in quick order
Only to drop off as time weaves her magic
Consuming friend and foe as death's fodder
And then comes the evening as dusk falls
Quietness pervades the busy thoroughfare
Solitude spreads her silence all around
As people return home quite unaware
And then you are left wondering at life
Where did these varied forms go you ask
And as peace envelops us in death's embrace
We realize, God smiles behind infinity's mask
Sunday, September 21, 2008
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