Sitting at the edge of the time
With my legs hanging down
Looking ahead
I see the time ending
And stillness starting
In this stillness
I see time resting,
In the lap of eternity
I see every thing colored
Colored and touched
By the love
Beings walking
Some flying
More like floating
Little above the ground
Each smiling
And glowing
In that shawl of bliss
They are wearing
I want to jump over
From the edge of the time
Then I hear a voice
Saying “ No, It’s not your time”
So I stand up, turn around
And I wake myself up from sleep
Its time to get up
And start a new day
© Asma Kareem
May 29,2013
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