The Moonish - An Illusion in reality

Time as an experience  rushes or lags Time as birth  Where dreams unfurling flags Time as growth through moments we strive Time as death we bid goodbye to life's drive  Time as memory  past etched deep in mind Time as future  dreams we yearn to find Time as trade the deals that we make  Time as opportunities slipping like sand in a lake  Time as day light moments to toil  Time as dark night moments to uncoil Time as travel journeys both far and near Time as money, silver and gold spent or saved, values clear Time as fame fleeting star's dance Time as mistakes chances to enhance Time as festival celebrations soaring high Time as war battles fierce beneath the sky Time as different phases  life From child to youth, then old I see Oh time,  do you wear a face or remain ageless in your pace? -The Moonish An Illusion of Reality

For the hungry, food is the ultimate prize, For the lustful, in passion's fire their heart lies. For the proud, name and fame are the crown, For the fearful, pain, sorrow and death weigh them down. Through hunger, lust, pride and fear's embrace, There lies a grace that transcends the race. One with everything, living without friction, In life's broad scope, beyond our affliction. A realm of wonders, boundless and bright, Awaits beyond these limited narrow sights.