Flowing around me

I know it flows through me,

As it glows too bright,

It will light the dawn on its own will,

It will rise the sun on its own time,

Crouching slowly before time,

That will deafen the day into night,

Silently the rocks crack,

Into the mountains we see,

Seemingly the ground moves,

On the land we walked all over,

Charmingly the ice melts,

To the seas we haven’t catch sight of,

It still flows around me,

But silently and silently.

(By Sarah Shahzad, October 2020)