Time is a mighty river
everflowing
towards eternity
while we journey in it
towards some destination
some metamorphosis
some point
we call death
where we stop
while time goes on
and on and on
or...
do we go on
while time stops
Shall we ever know
the whole truth
nothing... nothing
but the truth
collectively
clearly
ultimately?
When we are one with time
we are not merely passengers
we are the journey.
Are not there then
those moments when
we catch a glimpse of eternity
as time in all clarity
stands still.
everflowing
towards eternity
while we journey in it
towards some destination
some metamorphosis
some point
we call death
where we stop
while time goes on
and on and on
or...
do we go on
while time stops
Shall we ever know
the whole truth
nothing... nothing
but the truth
collectively
clearly
ultimately?
When we are one with time
we are not merely passengers
we are the journey.
Are not there then
those moments when
we catch a glimpse of eternity
as time in all clarity
stands still.
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