counting infinite

sometimes,
Sometimes!
Oh my heart,
Sometimes,
I sit and count minutes passing,
Seconds running,
And wonder on change of nights,
Such rapid fire of warm days,
And the rush of blood,
Continuously,
And i get amazed on moving of life,
On and on,
Without halt,
Without pause...
And sometimes my friend,
I stop counting days,
To feel the heave of such burden of massive feels,
Those direct towards my solemn heart,
To make me realize,
The value of being,
The value of me,
And i wrap my fingers,
Look at the diamonds shining in silent night,
And forget the counting,
In perplexed state under cover of infinite stars!

Hiramalik