The time,
I am racing ahead
The trees, the shrubs,
The roads, and the statues
I leave behind in seconds
And their details get lost
In the nystagmus of my eyes.
The time,
They are speeding ahead
And I, lost in myself,
Can't get past me.
I am the statue.
The time,
On a moonlit night
I and the moon are together.
She follows me wherever I go
And I in turn, follow her.
We are together
Seeing eye to eye
And she doesn't leave
Untill the darkness recedes
That time is bliss.
maitreyee joshi
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/that-time-is-bliss/
