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Time is beyond our imagination
Yet a concept so simple
A term used everyday,
yet the meaning slips from our fingers

I am but a tiny speck
On Time's long journey
How can I make it matter?
This tiny speck on a vast sheet
That would soon be lost in oblivion
Forgotten as the clock ticks on...

How do I stand out?
Against that giant expanse
Does my existence not matter,
In the sea of many?

Will my words be lost?
Those I lovingly penned
Will my thoughts not count,
In the future ahead?

Will I cease to Know?
Still in the wind
Dry in the sea
And dark in the light.

But I will still fight that expanse
Though I am a speck
To create a cluster
That evolves into a stain
That time won't wash away
For my mark will still remain

My thoughts shall live on
Though I will cease to Know
A stain of resistance
flying against the wind
I will be wet in the sea
But with fire within
Bright with the light
But with moonlight wherein
exists my being

For I am, and I will be.



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Shail said...
Apr. 9 at 5:09 am:
Very well written. What I love more though is the hope, the confidence it alludes! You go girl!
 
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saiPriyatham said...
Dec. 20, 2012 at 10:48 am:
wow, just love it makes me acually stop n think about  it for a while;)
 
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Jan. 20 at 5:55 am :
  thank you
 
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