Saturday, 28 May 2016

Fleeting Time.

The blink of an eye—

One half of a breath,
A whisper on the lips,
This is the speed at which change occurs.
A flash may take too long,
A tick from the clock drags on.
Time is fluid…
A moment—
Just a moment
Is all that is required for everything to change.
One beat as life begins.
One exhalation marks an end.
It was but an instant—
Yet, profoundly,
We are changed.
Author: Salina Hornak
Editor: Yoli Ramazzina

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