When hours turn into days
Or rather when days turn into hours
Disappearing as quickly
As grains of sand run
Into an hourglass
Indistinct from one another
Bringing an invisible week
To an end then I realise
That life and time are an illusion.
What's the point of wondering
If we matter in the world ?
The answer is right in our face
And that is not a jolt!
We face extermination
It's only a question of timing
But it's a certitude for Homo sapiens !
Does it matter to the planet?
It's been reshaping itself
Time and time again
It will continue all the same.
Lucette C. Bailliet ©
From my blog:
echoingsteps.blogspot.com.au
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