More Liquid Than Cold Glass Poem by Egal Bohen

More Liquid Than Cold Glass



Everything around us
Is changing as we look
Even we are being turned
Like pages of a book

As we sit and read this
We float from out our past
Moving to our future
More liquid than cold glass

The only thing that’s static
Is our narrowness of mind
Focussed and self centred
Never understanding Time

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