Every morning
I sit in my reading chair
with a cup of coffee.
There is also my cat,
who finds my lap and purrs.
There is a record player
that plays smooth music.
We carry on until the music stops
(or until we get hungry),
then we move on to
and the work of the day.
There he was,
feeling alone,
feeling lost.
There he is,
feeling happy,
feeling loved.
Time had moved on.
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There was a time
when I was quite sure
that I knew everything.
The whole world
and its oceans
and its skies
I know they are mine
The moon and the stars
up in the sky
are never to leave me
I know they are mine.
I can walk
the whole world
and even the skies
I know they are mine.
Until I awake
and know very little
but still see the beauty-
I know it is mine.
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I was still sleeping
or perhaps not?
There was daylight
or perhaps night light
Hmm–darker than it should be?
or lighter than it should be?
Was something saved?
Perhaps a long nap would help.
Waiting is the worst
Sometimes the night never ends
Before it is done.
Time is never ending
Time changes every moment.
Life always ends
Life changes every moment.
Earth is never ending
Earth changes every moment.
Nature is never ending
Nature changes every moment.
Time becomes precious
as changes spend moments.
Once upon a sometime
when life seemed so fine
There was laughter and fun
under the sun
Yet time does fly;
seems to pass me by.
I look to the sky
see time going by
But laughter and fun
can be out on a run
laughter and fun for everyone.
I still have a smile
even as time passes by
Life is still fine.
The longest night is
giving its gift to the day
little by little.
Time is a river
flowing over and under
the Earth and the sky.
Too young to die Too old to live Days pass on by. Trees meet the sky Rivers run dry Years pass on by. Earth keeps on turning.
Echoes of the Mind 