These Fleeting Sparks


Campfire with sparks in Anttoora, Finland.

Image via Wikipedia

Each moment scurries by

Faster than I can blink,

I grab what memories I can,

There’s little time to think,

These fleeting sparks are life,

Part of the eternal flame,

Novas on a smaller scale,

Without a noble name,

I tell the stories of others,

Leaving them a place in rhyme,

Immortalizing them with words,

That will stand the test of time,

Those fleeting moments race,

Yet are caught within this age,

My life will be productive,

Capturing sparks upon the page.

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7 thoughts on “These Fleeting Sparks

    • Time is so fleeting that I try to put down ideas as quick as possible. I wish I could post as quickly and say so many deep thoughts as you do.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

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