January 26, 2016

The Hourglass

time is too slow when letting go, starting over, testing waters
turning a new leaf, replacing old labels with hope
a blind and uncertain journey, tiptoeing on what might be true

time is too fast for memories made, treasured, sealed
it chooses to end seasons without permission
sudden and cold it stops

outside of time a circumstance runs to the goal of potential
so important now, holding a breath a moment longer
soon so small and forgotten as it floats and disappears

inside of time a thousand years are a day
the clean inside edge of expectation
not noticed or named, blurred together and designed to forget

without time perspective sharpens
a blink of an eye responds to the momentary smile
filling the heart with the courage to risk

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