The twisting of branches
My growing arms
Towards the sky reaching
In search of love
And love is beauty
And beauty is.
When time is but a distraction
To all I’ve seen and known
Spaceless timeless me
Lost throughout infinity
Forgetting where I came from
To find me back again
Where clocks refuse to tick
Forever in a glimpse
For here is there is everywhere
I’ve ever tried to be
And what I am I wear like clothes
Coz’ I’m a sparkly rain drop
Assured that there's a me
But what life keeps on whispering
Is that we are the sea
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7 comments:
Beautifully done. Thanks!
Lovely!
Very nice interweaving of the different aspect of time.
It got me intertwined in here! Thanks!
mundane meanderings
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Time and the sea! Wonderful!!
Thank you all for your comments! They are truly appreciated.
we are the sea... i like the thought of that... and then "..And what I am I wear like clothes.." that too somehow appeals to me...
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