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...on Poetry and Fiction – Just “One Word” Away (Time)

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            One word becomes one idea, becomes one sentence, becomes one poem, becomes one story. It must start from just “one word”. Today my one word is “Time”.

                                                           

                                                                    TIME

            Time is something we do not have enough of, or we have too much of. Time passes by quickly, or much too slowly. We find ourselves chasing after it just to catch up, or sitting by idly waiting for it to catch up to us. Time is with us every second, every minute and every hour;  from morning until night - even while we dream. It is up to us to utilize time wisely so that we are in sync with life, never missing a moment of happiness or even a moment of grief. We must experience all of life’s pleasures, treasures and perils in order to move forward with time. We never want to be left behind, or too far ahead of time. We must walk through life with time always by our side. Through good times and in bad, time will be there. That is called life and living. The alternative would be death and dying -  the moment when time stops. So keep living, because one day time will no longer be by your side.

                                                                        TIME

Not enough time, too much time

Unaware of its subtle flow

Life happening fast and furious

Or perhaps just way too slow

Out of breath chasing after it

Sitting idly by just waiting for it

Minutes, hours ticking away

Whether at work, whether at play

From early light to darkest night

Watching over us with timeless might

Leading us through dreams

and nightmares

Teasing us with its rhythmic stares

It waits for us, we wait for it

It is our friend, it is our foe

We must embrace it, for it will come and go

…You’ll be left behind while time rushes past us

Or you’ll sit in wait as time moves at a snail’s pace

Good times passing, bad times lingering

So much time, so out of control

We must walk through life with time at our side

Moving narrowly or full and wide

We must travel always hand in hand

Each moment like a grain of sand

The hour glass, our life’s link

Our footsteps always move in sync

We must live each moment

As if it were our last

We must love and protect time

As it moves into our past

We must guard it and admire it

Like a work of art

And be most grateful for the memories

- until death do us part...