Thought = Form
Life begins.
Dreams Fade
Hopes die.
People change
Hearts cry
Souls sigh.
Death comes.
And the sun sets, crimson.
Wind blows.
Grass grows
Leaves rustle.
Rain falls
Thunder tolls
Rivers run
And the sky dawns, iridescent.
Mountains rise
Stone crumbles
Sand sloughs
To soil
Trees grow
And the leaves dance, merrily
Stars are born
Planets drift
Through time
Suns fade
And the universe floats, unimaginably
We live for tomorrow and lose the day.
We worry always as life slips away.
We fret for what we have not.
And forget what we have.
Tomorrow is never here.
And you have this day to live.
Some days never change, some never stay the same
Music dances lyrically and the song remains the unchanged.
Life passes in bits and pieces, moments frozen in time.
Is there a need for tomorrow, to wake again?
Banfiadh –Â Wolfthought5/2018