Wildflowers and weeds now grow upon you... Relentlessly snaking and overwhelming all that had once been so pristinely pruned. But time and nature will steal and consume... Regardless of what you did and what I was willing to do.
Tag: Time
Slow-Motion
Fears of the future
keep crossing my mind...
So I ponder every way
that I may slow the time.
Fading
I close my eyes
and try to picture
everything that
happened in those
moments...
But time has
already begun to
blur the details...
Dutifully and
without condolence.
Time
Why do you have to
move so stubbornly fast?
I feel as if I’m
just watching you
silently slipping
away from me…
Like precious grains
in my own hourglass.
Anonymously Hal 