when a year seem too long and starts to haunt –
think of the falling leaf month,
the chilly winter january,
the bright leaves of spring.
when a month seem too long and the future dreary –
think of the floating clouds on a blissful day,
the morning cuckoo singing a hymn to thee,
the afternoon moon peeping behind the pepul tree.
when a day seem too long and starts to wither –
think of the minutes of darkness breaking into daylight,
the wee hours after the twilight colours linger,
the silence of midnight.
when a minute seem too long and gathers dust –
think of the passing seconds of the hour hand,
the whistle of a train far out,
the dying breath.
when a second seem too long and unimportant –
think of the moment you looked lovingly towards each other,
the vision of the past and future together.
when at last the moment comes-
think of the time you had
in between giving in and giving out.