Vaster

The heavens of the heavens are vaster than space and time,
They unite the past with the present, and the future.
Our playing is in the middle, the opinion of mastership,
Which carried full life, living like lice, loving loathingly.
To live under the Sun, we master itself,
Then where is its rays? Where do we play under the Sun?
The rays connect us to the past, we believe in it
But do not worship it, clever danger.
Vaster than space and time,
Beautiful like Time,
Better than Space.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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