You appear very tiny and blur,
you only lengthen as sunlight increases,
you are controlled by fate,
as light directs a shadow.
You pass through many places,
but you cannot stay at any of them.
you appear on many things,
but you cannot take any of them.
No one can tell you what will happen,
to the body you leave behind,
you fade off when sun grows dark,
your life on earth is nothing but a shadow.
From the collection: MAN, KNOW THYSELF!
An Ecclesiastical collection of Man's Life on Earth
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