Turtle

We are all just knowledge flowing with time
Everything breaks
Everything stops
I can't say I am the time ahead
I could be behind
What we speak of now
Could be what we spoke of then
Do you know? What it could be in times ahead
A shadow of the times behind
All cycles end; except the cycle of wisdom
The warmth of the surroundings..
Is too strong to ignore
The pinch of the pain I feel in my heart
Is too sharp to forget
I feel my blood too, rushing in my veins
How could this be unreal.
Could this be a real thing.