I can't believe how quick
The flight of time is, while I'm on quarantine.
The  days of April quietly walked by
Amid the rush and chaos of this pandemic.
Only one day is left in the NaPoWriMo2020,
Just one more spill to complete,
Just one more day to cross
And the competition will be over.
The days coming after this will pass slowly,
Akin to the flowing of the river following its course,
As it flows to the sea, quiet and unhurried.
The days would march forward, without much significance, as I wait for this quarantine and lockdown to be lifted.
I can go back to my books and read,and write at my own leisure and pace.
Days would turn into weeks,  weeks would turn into months, and months would turn into a year that will be over and gone soon.
The cycle will be completed and another cycle will begin in the Odyssey of time.
A new challenge will start, another new beginning will take place,
And another surprise will be waiting.
A new memory will be woven
As time flows ceaselessly to infinity.
That's how life in its cycle begins and ends, and begin again in unending stream of comings and goings,
Like the coming and going of seasons and time, of people and events and the endless rolling of years under the sun.
Written by Summerrain75
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