Day 196/366

Too much information flowing in
No space to pour it out
In words my thought begin to shape
In attempt of poor rhymes.

This is the hardest thing to write
As the time flies by too fast
Too slow it was a few hours ago
The time lapsed watching the stars.

To capture this very second now
A big enough net do I lack
The daunting line stuck in my head-
"Time waits for no one".