Time passes, a forever spinning wheel
It's pages of history surely repeat themselves
Like the vastness of textured horizon line
My eyes embrace its uniqueness;
The rumblings and muted throngs
Of voices and cluttered feet soothe me
As I am still in the warmth of my discoveries;
Where chain link fences breach a pointed place
I recall beauty instead of sorrow
And walk life's detour with purpose and poise;
Sometimes time requires more from me than I can give
Calling on strength I give anyway
Choosing my course where I can
Its mercies are friendly, I walk toward grace;
Wrapping close the things deemed precious
Focusing on these, like sparkling rain drops
The blades of life don't pierce as deep
As Today passes more gracefully;
Learning the art of love in each moment
I embrace what comes for yesterday is gone
And smile as a new Today is welcomed in tomorrow.
