Just One Place in Just One Time

Sliding slowly down the slope we go,
the trip of life, of love and hope.
Our hands stretched out but do not touch,
the golden light inside of us.
For most of us who live and breath,
The universe cannot conceive.
So trapped are we,
we slowly slide.
But soon we see and can define,
that faster still we slowly fade.
We'll lay inside our lonely grave.
For most of us, as time will find,
within our minds we are confined,
to just one place in just one time.

Tags: Poetry; Poetic Words; Life Poems