In a blink of life

The poetry of sunlight
Drinking petals of dew;
The music of rivers
Washing pebbles by
The river bank, polishing
Hungry feet dancing away
From the sweat of toil;
The throbbing machines
Tearing into earth, opening
Her secrets to hawks;
Are moments, breaths, blinks,
Very human, very ordinary
& these distances in time,
Is what we spend life on;
To witness beauty, to
Know pain, to sing elegies,
To taste sweet love once.
Or twice, or every time
The moon shines just right.

📷: _pixabay

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