poem - spin
Earth spins along an unknown path
whence we came:
held and flung in perfect harmony
time crawls
even if you sit
still
for an eternity
time flies
the universe swallows us up;
never along the same path again.
~ mb, May 2016
Earth spins along an unknown path
whence we came:
held and flung in perfect harmony
time crawls
even if you sit
still
for an eternity
time flies
the universe swallows us up;
never along the same path again.
~ mb, May 2016