Time slips past like speeding bullets,
All the while, we seem frozen in place
Like statues seated at archaic foundations
With fixed, emotionless expressions.
Be it the hovering reminder that we must
Live in the moment, or the fear that
Interference will affect the outcome,
We continue to live by the shallow
Wakes that cause our hearts to go
Pitter patter as the world spins by.
Oh, how we must remember the moments
Which take our breath away, and
That which creates our seemingly
Systematic lives unsystematic.
On the brink of life decisions,
Many concealed emotions become that
Which carries life to new beginnings,
And an unwearied mind allows the body to
Search for that which becomes more dear,
for mind, body and soul alike.
