we will sit still

as tomorrow come to us in sleep 
we will sit alone to every being

wind will air itself on us 
as rain will pour the blessings
of stillness....and
clouds will change its colours too

as life

yet we will sit still
in amusement to a smile
or hello to the fellow who walk pass in a rush
trying to be on time

to be still he too will sit 

and time and time again
we will choose

to be.... but
movement cannot pass
the stillness in us 

so come we will be as old
are upon us so cold

yet we sit still in waiting..... to time
as time never notice.....