Time passes.....
And still we fail to see
How brief is our mortality;
Days flow
In habitual, mindless haze
Yet always aware
In unconsious ways-
The clock ticks on;
The sun rises,
The sun sets-
Another day lost forever
And still we fail to see
How brief is our mortality;
The baby cries,
The old man dies-
Birth and death,
Life's accomplishments along the way
Mark time by memories;
Always tomorrow comes
Unbidden, endless days
And still we fail to see
How brief is our mortality;
Awake! Toss back the covers of indifference-
Breathe the fragrance of existence,
Savor the banquet of Life,
Visualize the inner beauty of creation-
Listen with a passion of the heart
And feel from the depths of the soul,
For this is our mortality.....
No matter how brief.
Linda Ori
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/twilight-3/
