Every Day Meaning Of Time - Poem by Gil Gregorio
I wish to find the meaning of time
to work back the beginning of age;
I wish to find the meaning of creation
to work forward the beginning of life:
As man travelled from the dust
of this earth to unravel new wonders!
Isn't it rightfully right to ask,
or isn't it wrongfully wrong to decline
finding new meaning of time at last?
For time begins from the first
awakening light out of darkness,
when the galaxies of lights
in heavens spread the poetic
symphony song of the heart
as it gently express the goodness
of its harmonic spell of limits
to feel the beat of time
in new meaning in every day of life...
Ah, time indeed is the essence
of spirit, the beginning of moment!
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