Life is much too short.

So slow down.
This fleeting moment
 Is but temporary.

Enjoy it all
 But keep in mind
 Life is like a clock

What happens when it runs out of time?

What happens when its time to wind?

I like this. It's kind of magical-sounding, if that's a word.  :-)

The indigo of the night sky
Filled with silver bells twinkling
The luminescent moon
Glows purple with the aura of mystic

The light falls upon me
I take it in, bathe in the light around me
Shining, ever-present, from above.