Timeless
Time that is limitless, divine, forever evolving and moving.
I try to make sense of where I am at life, where I was and where I will be. Without a timeline, my world will be in turmoil.
But what if it isn’t?
The perception of time ever-changing, free, boundless and expanding. Existing for eternity, yet non-existential.
While you keep track of time by counting,
I see glimpses of fading visions with my bare eyes.
Continuity of what has been or will be.
My body changing and different than how it was at 16.
I see lines drawn on my hands and face, and my bones rumbling.
My clothes fitting differently, my shoes changing,
the color I wore earlier and now I wore another.
The trees changing its shades,
animals perishing and the temperature soaring,
land that were desolate now filled with concrete,
Politicians humble before and mumble after.
People who we once loved dearly are not around anymore.
Times we laughed and loved withered far from this land never to return.
The vows made to never grow apart,
Welcomed solitariness and days filled with emptiness.
