the passing of TIme

Wed, 04/02/2014 - 11:52 -- hoshway

In its natural form

It has allowed me to

live

Its given me much nostalgic hope

full of bells and whistles

both alarming and exciting

the one thing though,

I do wish I could contain

was its passing

constantly in motion and never ceasing

I can’t control its movement

I can’t hinder even for a second

As much as I love the moment’s

its really

out of my hands

 

It’s a constant movement

and an emphatic mystic with only the ability to whisper her secrets.

 

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