The Ghost time

What to chase in the daily rush of living?

Nothing but to be chased by the rush itself

An immortal soul pondering over the universe

is but a desire of the civilization that

comes to stand still and wondering

whether we are significant outright

in the scheme of higher reality

Is the star stuff of which we are made of

Is our only consolation that we too sparkle

like the ghost of time in 13.7 billion age of the universe

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