Enlightenment

Jan. 9, 2013

Enlightenment

This ain't life.
This is enlightenment,
Our brief moment in time
     to make sense of it all.
We are but ruins
     in the eyes of our posterity,
          curious stones
               nudged from side to side.

Every moment
     is our waking moment.
Every day,
     a chance,
Not an endless toil,
     nor a brutal race to the finish,
But a voyage,
     to be taken across
          seas of years,
               seas of years,
And land in some distant port,
     our selves
          freshened by the wind.