Friday, April 07, 2017

It’s About Time by David Warren

Time is truly ubiquitous,
Always haunting every milieu.
Time forever flying by us,
Yet is ever said to be due.

Time, single constant of being,
Passes without revealing trace.
Yet subtle marks it leaves behind
Expose its effect on your face.

Time is dearly, clearly precious,
But has no amassed accrual.
Its passage goes by continuous,
Relentless, sure and usual.

Time is a phenom that’s ceaseless,
Continual, untouchable.
Its pace we measure tTo please us,
Its passing not replicable.

Time is too frequently wasted,
A pitiful practice, undeserved.
Don’t let time’s movement be hasted.
Keep its value wisely conserved.

Time taken thoughtful with purpose,
A most sane, virtuous habit,
Not simply lost and forsaken,
Never is a reckless gambit.

Time persists in steady cadence,
As it proceeds relentlessly.
To expect any deviance
Would negate a rule carelessly.

Time, stealthily thieving all life,
Is the catalyst of Nature,
Relieving all of pending strife,
Through final, virtuous rapture.

Time is the standard Eternal,
Never halting, ever endless.
An enigma exceptional,
Banal, baffling and befuddling.

Finis

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