Moments

Passes each moment
From the Sun to the Moon
A thousand clouds soar past
Shifting shapes over shifting sand dunes.

Passes each moment
Into a Void, never to return.
'Tis ours, a memory to keep
Of a blessing or a curse.

Passes each moment
Places, people and things.
Some lost,
Some held and
Some found.

Through the Black Hole and Back

The curtain is raised
Time for show
All is glossed and shone
Life begins, drama unfolds.

Is it so uncertain?
Is there a new dawn or shall fall the curtain?
Is every day a miracle?
Don't you know, life is a Karmic Circle?
What is left to Destiny?
When actions have caused suicidal tyranny?

A show of class and perfection
Yet lies a gaping hole
Apparently so evanescent
A black hole back to square one.


Is it so uncertain?
Is there a new dawn or shall fall the curtain?
Is every day a miracle?
Don't you know, life is a Karmic Circle?
What is left to Destiny?
When actions have caused suicidal tyranny?

Tainted within, bright outside

Mistakes overlooked, Left to

Crumble and wither

Or a gracious bow at Curtain Fall.

P.S.: This picture belongs to Opacity; refer "The Inspirations" column on the right, Thank You.