They Burn by Charles A. Gramlich

They Burn
Charles A. Gramlich

In the lives of stars,
thoughts are forever,
never in a hurry.
Time is constant luxury.

In the measure of planets
who only fear the sun,
life is a great waltz,
slow and majestic.

In the world of mountains,
movements are stately.
Emotions, cold as stone,
are nearly eternal.

In the era of oceans,
a decade is nothing.
The sediments of epochs
scribe a book no eyes can read.

In the age of forests,
time is a haze of mists,
of sunrises and sunsets
that follow their own equations.

But in the lives of humans,
years become minutes,
become seconds, become gone.
Oh, how they burn.

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