Time Is But A Fleeting Moment For Us Poem by Christine A Kysely

Time is but a fleeting moment for us...
Brief seconds in the Universe's life
The flash of a Nebula's awakening
The implosion of a high mass star.

We are but well traveled solo ghosts
floating in and out across barren lands
struggling between the trees of our existence
floating softly across life's impoverished sands.

We are but tough Adventurers
Following no one else's lead
We carry with us our knowledge
We ourselves are our trusted steed.

We are but secret lover's
Making love to ourselves and what we do
Having passion for only what is in us
Only knowing our own truths.

We are but our own creators
We create that of which we are
We can choose to hide our brightness
Or we can light the way like the sky's brightest star.

(January 1, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,