the days are slowly getting shorter
and the nights colder
fleeting
the greyness of my eyes
are beginning to vanish
as I watch satellites from the night sky
fleeting
nothing is thinner than a piece of white hair
and desires for the uncertain future
fleeting
all the words of knowledge
will fade away
because it is fleeting
the world is fleeting
and all life that is under it
fleeting
in the quietest and most holy night
in the history of the world
as they proclaimed glory to the Highest
I didn't know it yet
but eternity intertwined with
my fleeting little life
freeing