Feel awed to look at the eternity
it 
be vast encompasses an infinity
amazing at times an image of greatness
fearful at times a picture of gruesomeness.
The eternity stares at me with a blink
I wriggle with fright and shrink
apprehensive of its magnificence
impossible to overcome being a deference.
I hide behind the canvas being one of makeshift
it enters through the breach found as rifts
I am caught unaware in the midst of a turbulence
am found in a terrible slot have no influence.
The eternity holds the sway in full grip
no way to escape and move on without a tip
I slip and treble in two’s and three’s
I am shelved and placed in a freeze.
The days together keep me in a precipitation
hasten to hold myself intact with a disposition
being one of a means to appreciate and applaud
the imperious presence of eternity all the more loud.
Meenas Poems 