Tic tock, tic tock.

I don't have a clock

But I still hear it

Tic tock, where then.

I close my eyes

Then I see it

Its not mechanical

Its my mind talking
to my heart.

Where has my time

Seems as it's been
like a rock rolling
down a hill

Picking up speed
only to be stopped

My eyes and mind
see me only as life
used to be

Not as it is now, not
as others see

Tags: Meditation

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