Blips In Time Poem by Rodrigo Pahati

Blips In Time



Wake to the light,
Live with delight,
Through each day and night,
Time flies with flight.

The feeling of eternal time,
Early in life sensation sublime,
Experiences pass, knowledge not a crime;
Consciousness and enlightenment become a rhyme.

See above all with great height,
Clocks move slowly or quickly - your time.
Universally how long is life?
Ours too short to live with strife.

Monday, August 2, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: clocks,enlightenment,rhyme
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