What Is A Day On Earth?

The grey light of dusk creeps slowly in,

And the cold climbs up my legs,

What is a day on Earth?

Is it a measure of what I've accomplished

Or a meaningless repetition that becomes an illusory anchor to my life?

What is a day on Earth?

A day well spent or wasted,

At the end of which I've earned my rest or regrets.

A way to split my life into small compartments of planned activities.

The enormous melancholy of the days I've lived,

That I carry within me like small video clips,

Plays at a dreary dusk like this,

Catching me by surprise.

What is a day on Earth but the continuous stream of Life itself,

Slowly, softly, irreversibly flowing.