She never stops
Like ants to their homes
One end to another
She is swift in her walk
Fast in her sprint
She is constant
Like slaves they move amongst her
Time and space have slipped by her hands
She is diverse and respecter of no person
And different colors
Her name is movement
And though you may see her
You will never comprehend her

Copyright (c) Juan N. Bonilla 2015 All Rights Reserved
Image Credit: (HERE)

One comment

  1. We delude ourselves that we can stop the constant movement of time and space.

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