POEM: THE STRUGGLE TO COMBAT TIME

THE STRUGGLE TO COMBAT TIME

Those memories are as far away from me as night elements in the invention of imagination.

The sky breathes in their discontent and exhales a relentless calm.

The soul that shrouds us, and brings life from within, is really the only light you need to drive with.

Time, as life is a clock piece, measures itself into geographies, landscapes and emotions that go on forever.