Of Life
…. Of Life Does time hang around you like the Mill stone upon your neck or does it roll effortlessly or is it flywheel that drives all that you are. These are all statements not of time but of Life. Time The Stars are the same, twinkling in the dark sky The cold breeze threatening to get colder as it is as this time around. The crickets chirp just the same. But all claim it is a new Year though….