Time With in

                          

 Born of darkness in tombs of life, breath without breathing in the depths of mother’s dreams. Oblivious to all Sin, as we will forever be to the sustenance that grips the very essence of our Souls…….. In………………………………..Time With absolute conviction of light without fire, there is an emptiness we fill in these cavities of flesh. Alone in the searing emotion of life, we are heavens prison. Embodied within, and with out knowing we cast our selves apart. With growing distances between space, we withstand the unseen for the virtue of sight. We see what we fear in time, we forget the dearest of things we have lost in time

……time......time……time……time is the soul of Gods. In our minds it has passed, on our bodies it weighs in torment for the inevitable nothingness that is to come. Torn from the present we take our fading paths towards the beginning once again never to return (within). But )without( …….time there shall have been no change, no fear, no you, no joy…………       

        

                                    “Every thing takes time and time takes every thing” 

MosesB4D05

Thursday, July 16, 2009