WORDS AGAIN
Hey Everyone,
Welcome back to my little corner of the internet. Its been a while since I last shared my thoughts. I'm excited to be back again and diving into some new ideas and reflections.
Well, we are in a busy world with busy schedules. So Today I wanna share a poem about Time, Written by Emily Dickinson
TIME
Emily Dickinson
Time tiptoes past the quiet door
A Sparrow on the wing
It pauses just to brush the dust
From every slumbering Thing
It will not wait for pleading hands,
Nor bargain with the day
A Master of our smallest hopes,
It carries them away
Yet in its wake, a gentle gleam
Falls soft on what has been
A lantern for the wandering heart
That seeks its own within.
Welcome Back!
