Moments

he span of a second

is meaningless

the mind stretches if beckoned

contesting to all the stress

or it snaps in an instant

regard completely lessened

 

if one can travel

upon the mind

engage the time battle

and choose what to find

perhaps we discover the essence

completely unraveled

 

the depths declare

conjointly with sympathy

and create a pair

resulting in time instantly

 

feelings decide our position

so time manipulation is simply decision

 

an instant eternity within grasp

immortality truly in our clasp

 
This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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