Monday, July 20, 2015

Life, Death and Time

It’s amazing how death sometimes occupy the same space and time as life. 
It’s amazing how time sometimes blur the line between life and death. 

Sometimes I ask myself,
“Why must I constantly ask myself; why in life, must we face death?” 
Why must the harmonies of joy and gladness be shattered by loss and emptiness?
Why must life be death and death, life?
Why does the time drag on so slowing in that moment, but it flies by life so quickly?

Why?

And what is the wonder in our hearts, when we see faces stand still?
Faces that once were but are no more,
Faces that once touched our fingers and warmed our hearts;
Faces that smiled at us and sometimes sneered at us.
Why must our faces, be bored in our hearts then torn from our lives in time.


Why?

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