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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