Thursday, September 23, 2010


Time woven with autumn leaves whispers on lonely paths
An empty winter noon brimming with echoes
Moments, thoughts weaving time with green shoots
Warp and weft of silver noons and silent nights
Time woven, then frozen in memory
A cosmos floating in the blue of eternity...

1 comment:

  1. "Time woven, then frozen in memory" to form a part of the greater tapestry of being, of existence - past, present, and future.