Sliver Of Time Poem by Jaideep Joshi

When the dawn arrives, riding the steed of hope
to inveigle us to the realm of exertion,
and the body proceeds quietly
from sloth to vigour;
That sliver of time I aspire.

When the symphony of life reaches its crescendo
to extract every last drop of essence from its endeavour,
and the intellect transcends nonchalantly
to profundity from banality;
That sliver of time I yearn.

When the night embraces everything in its silken grace
to coax us into the arms of repose,
and the sentience passes effortlessly
to dreams from reality;
That sliver of time I desire.

When the flesh falls prey to the machinations of time
but the spirit is eager as ever,
and the consciousness segues seamlessly
from evanescence to immortality;
That sliver of time I covet.