Like An Arrow
Sunlight is like an arrow.
Toward the earth, it flies;
It warms us in the morning,
But it hurts the gazing eyes.
A leaf is like an arrow.
It moves toward the ground;
After it clings for long to the tree,
It surrenders without a sound.
A dream is like an arrow.
It gives the heart a direction;
It soars toward fulfillment,
When shattered, it brings affliction.
Life is like an arrow.
It cannot return to the womb;
It shoots toward its destiny,
Long or short, it enters the tomb.
Time is like an arrow.
Once released, it never turns back.
It takes off toward infinity,
Golden moments, it doesn't lack.
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