Analysis of Sunset Gleams

time is running fast
and
now every step is  worth countable
i must stay to  have my share allotted
and  must i leave to get the share  thereafter
a measure for every measure;

but as i leave
the earth is getting smaller and smaller and
it  looks like a
tiny moon glowing yellow
and i am far off the land
in this Milky Way;

time  here is a molten watch and counting  is a foolish idea,
but i must count the times past and measure the dreams;
dreams i dreamt of
and
those yet to be dreamt about;

out of nothing
i must  create a world within a world
a universe endless and
ever expanding;

i adore not the Black hole
but
hold  the truth and
seek
the Eternity.