Could I stop the flowing ebb of time
and bring everything to a standstill
maybe then many could see the
harsh face of humanity.
With time they to do move
as fast as as the retreating monsoon
seeing everything as a moving landscape
and yet being unmoved.
This fast pace proves unerring
making reality relative to reality
what they see they turn blind too
what is there to see,they never do.
See they Kaladiescopic images
broken,embittered,battered pieces
as a beautiful creative whole.
Well,let my my sight fail.
Many say Action makes wonders,
inaction blunders,movement thunders
stillness darkness,but poor me questions
What is action what inaction.
Saturday, May 3, 2014
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