it seems most of us are pre-occupied with time. we can view it as a friend or a foe but either way, we do not have a finite amount of it. it's a matter of using it to our advantage and to it's full potential. i for one would like to think time as my friend. i would like to age gracefully over time. embracing the days in front of me as well as behind me. for the past molded my now that would help make me get through tomorrow. what a simple statement but a profound one, in my opinion anyway. many people i've met would like to erase an experience or two but little did they know that those experiences have made them who they are at the present moment. though every moment is fleeting, we learn, we grow, we change. if not, then we are dead. zombies roaming about the streets of the world unable to change with the times. ah, the word time. it has it's various meanings. and such a small word should mean so much, it's fascinating. it drives terror for some (those who see the end of time as something not to look forward to), while others use it to their advantage.
525,600 minutes
525,000 moments so dear
525,600 minutes
how do you measure, measure a year
in day lights
in sunset
in midnight or cups of coffee
in inches
in miles
in laughter
in strides
how about love
season of love
--rent (Johnathan Larson)
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it's fleeting
it's temporary
it's unseen
time
time
i find joy in moments
with laughter, and sadness
in every ticking second i harness
all it's splendor, this time
time
we are given but a small amount
enjoy every occasion however minute
time is rented, or leased, or lent
it's never finite, time
time is neither friend nor foe
it's more of a companion
it's motion felt, unseen it flows
we swim in time's very essence
time is often measured
by milestones and occasions
by the ticking of the clock
or the crow of the cock
it's fleeting
it's temporary
it's unseen
time
scream at it, love it, embrace it
time will always be there
it is old, and knowing
it's wisdom overflowing
it will endure all and survive beyond our own existence
pinpoint it all we want
like a moonbeam it cannot be held down
nor can we package it with ribbons
for time is an entity beyond our knowledge
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