01-03-2011, 09:25 AM
The moment that you entertain,
wrapped with hopes and dreams,
not only speaks to you through time,
but is eternal in its means.
The brushstroke you've created
with this hour's very thoughts
persists beyond the end of time
and it shall never rot.
You add more notes, more colors,
and the symphony ever grows,
but the painting would not be itself
without this moment and its woes.
Where time and space pass on
and all things are as ONE,
each moment becomes infinite,
each moment's just begun.
wrapped with hopes and dreams,
not only speaks to you through time,
but is eternal in its means.
The brushstroke you've created
with this hour's very thoughts
persists beyond the end of time
and it shall never rot.
You add more notes, more colors,
and the symphony ever grows,
but the painting would not be itself
without this moment and its woes.
Where time and space pass on
and all things are as ONE,
each moment becomes infinite,
each moment's just begun.