How many seconds will the clock tick
Before you find the words that rhyme
To make the sentence that will begin
The poem of your life.

How many minutes will you gaze at the sky
To see a shooting star fly by
The one that captures your heart in a flash
And leads you to your destiny ahead.

How many hours will you walk in the night
The cool breeze blowing like the thoughts in your mind
As you wait for an awakening moment
That fuels the fire of life's purpose.

How many months will go by
With tear drops flowing from your eyes
Until your sadness is just a puddle on the ground
And your soul is empty, waiting to be filled with love.

Years and years have now gone by
With wrinkles forming around my eyes
As I lay again, awake at night
I surrender for you to take me as you'd like.

by Rishi O'