Mere moments on the galaxy’s silent clock
Our lives dwindle if we let them.
Unless vivid memories rattle, shake,
Shout their own voices
Into the eternal darkness.
I take what I was to balance what I am
And multiply this sum with unknown remains.
Mere moments ignite into amazement.
Ron
Cheers,
Dan
The above line is so simple people conventually over look it. Thank you for your poem and especially the line above . . . Ammazing!
Sandie