The Blink of An Eye
Time is a bit cruel
It wishes for instantaneity
But cannot stand for naivety
I wish for time and to make peace with time
I wish for time to forgive me—
Please grant me eternity please!
But I am here and I have chosen to be here
—and leaving is not an option
So, I must make friends with:
all that is in the jurisdiction of time
and all that is offered by time
It is not time that is at peace.
But I Am.
So that the wind can rustle through the feathers of bamboo trees.
— August 2022