Saturday, September 6, 2014


Time is a force.
A presence we are
all too familiar with.
It leads us to the unknown.
It takes us on a bumpy ride.
A ride that can stop at any moment
to throw us off.
We hold on for dear life,
but we never know when
our precious time will be up.
We pray to it.
Hold on to it.
It is our master,
holding our reigns
in its mighty hands.
Hands that can be gentle
or tough and unyielding.
Please be gentle with us,
Father time.

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