Of all the days my life has known
There's one above all others
Only one day I truly own
Around it, my life gathers.
It is the day I saw myself
With eyes of pure wonder
As if a puppet on a shelf
Had just begun to wander.
But of that day, one moment still
Stands out brighter than ever
It's when I died of too much thrill
And was reborn forever.
If that one moment were to last
A little while longer
I would have been without a past
Like God, or even stronger.
However, things are meant to pass
One day becomes another
Life oversees the hourglass
That's making time a bother.
Tuesday, December 01, 2009
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