Everything
Around us
Is changing
As we look
Even we are being turned
Like pages of a book
As we sit and read this
We float from out our past
Moving to our future
More liquid than cold glass
The only thing that’s static
Is our narrowness of mind
Focussed and self centred
Never understanding Time
Egal Bohen
Around us
Is changing
As we look
Even we are being turned
Like pages of a book
As we sit and read this
We float from out our past
Moving to our future
More liquid than cold glass
The only thing that’s static
Is our narrowness of mind
Focussed and self centred
Never understanding Time
Egal Bohen
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