Immortal

Immortality, the kiss which is like the wind. A forever moving

momentum towards eternity. Time is but the hourglass,

Tormentor of the eternal, such is many human tools but alas.

Can you look upon the lands and see the beauty, the unchanged

do you notice that in which has not changed for a millennium

or longer, How long will it last?

Death, Life all of it between, would it be safe to say time moves in

a beat? Insync with the human heart, I believe so. It may be the

very momentum which moves us on after the flesh has diminished.

Perhaps? Anything is possible in this forever cycling, changing

parisitic world.

The little things are the things which shine through a dense forest

of memory, moments in time filled with joy, happiness and desirable

emotion.

Remember them for they are all that you take with you, Ritches of the

soul with a limitless price on them.

By: Eternity aka Rena