Monday, December 10

924PM

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