time moves at its pace, consistent in its passing, it is steady; we refuse to stop, to recognize it as it goes by; we burn it as waste, failing to understand: every second once spent, is lost; we don't give it the value - the respect - it deserves; it is our most precious resource, we fail to take into account: it will not renew.
Tag: time
The Journey
what is the prize for finishing this race first: money, acclaim, fame - better to think of them as a price - which do you take with you when you return to the Earth; what is the cost of all you missed in their pursuit; the journey is the gift - the destination but a moment - slow down embrace the path
What the Mind Sees
silver and gray dance in the quiet light of the mirror, leaving their mark in more spots than before; eyes are fading, a gentle blue moving to weathered gray; cares of a lifetime have left their marks in the trenches of the forehead's lines; this is not the image alive in the mind; life remains there, vibrant dreams cry out to be realized, there is a desire to live, to not give in to time, to carry on; find a way to change, to keep going, to feed the life of the mind