Best Friends

by ddavidd   Apr 10, 2024


To Meena Krish

You alway remind me of our friendship. and I love you for that.
We must cherish little thing in our lives.
Measurement and counting are too crude, too boorish,
Moments are ultimate, like infinity:
look at "Now"
it has no measurement, count, depth, width, dept, and time.
it is always gone yet always there.
(haha, something so timeless creating time to teach us limit.)

something so timeless uselessly , endlessly, measured by time,
by end that is never without the next beginning.

Time is the simultaneous beginning and ending, like “now.”
So, time like us, like the gardens, sustains its everlasting through
its temporal existence,
only plastic roses seem forever
because they have never existed.
.
It is not time that is endless, it is us.
Time is just to delude us,
to teach us end
by endlessly pecking on our head like the woodpecker,
"Tick-tock, tick-tock, "
endlessly reminding us we are ending.

~How stupid of time demanding us to believe something
that its very own existence rejects. ~

pure friendship is pure love.
Love has no space
time and distance never penetrate into love.
Love overrides the reality of time and space.
So we spawn our everlasting
in these
brief , almost non existing
moments.

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