Some thing about time
I feel time
behind every breath
behind every heartbeat
behind every smile
every pain, every step
I feel time
and its just it:
that death is not only a possibility
but there mere outcome of this
what I call life.
Without life there is no time and without time, there is no movement
and yet
I wish I could stop
for one eternal moment
All precious things are lost
when time goes by
when smiles are withering,
and only echoes remain
of heartbeats and steps and pain.