Have you ever given it a thought- Why it takes so long for rice to cook, or for milk to boil when you're waiting? Why does rice get overcooked and milk boil over when you've turned away for what seems like no more than a moment? Why does a journey sometime feel like forever And why does it feel like it only just began though the distance is fixed? Have you ever given it a thought- Why do minutes seem like hours and hours like days when waiting for the result of something You think your life depends on? Does it really now? Why does a month seem like a fortnight and why does a week pass by in the blink of an eye when you're doing what you enjoy, or you're with people you love when time is a constant? 'Kay Sera, Sera, what will be, will be.' Haven't you heard, 'The future is not ours to see?' Let then the future take it's course Tomorrow, may be better or it may be worse But, today - it's what's real, it's here, It's what ours. How can we let it slip like sand between our fingers- worrying? Why waste it - waiting? Copyright@smithavpennings.com
Waiting- the antonym for ‘living’
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[…] Fellow blogger and poet, Smitha Vishwanath, wrote a lovely poem about waiting. At the time of writing, she was waiting for the results of medical tests which have subsequently come back and alleviated her anxiety. You can read Smitha’s post here: https://smithavpennings.com/2022/07/27/waiting-the-antonym-for-living/ […]
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