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A Blessing So Evil

Oh great restrainer By the hour you chime Infinity rebels Against your well crafted line You offer fractions of fullness In each step more refined In stages you come Rending hearts we've consigned A blessing so evil An oxymoronic design Sweet treasure and yet so despised So impacting so elusive is time For by time a newborn takes her first breath And in your sequence lies the paradigm Unforgettable pages of life and death We spend lifetimes attempting to define The hope for more The need for less If it's the one you adore Or the pain that finds you vexed We can't turn it back For those moments we lost Or keep it on track For the dreams we sought But we can choose To whom we give our time to If it's wasted or wisely it's used And the value by which it is viewed Whatever you do laugh, love and drink that wine For in rapid succession times picking up the pace As a poem turns prayer to that maker of mine When it comes to time may we walk it in grace

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Date: 11/19/2013 8:25:00 PM
Those last four lines stopped me in my tracks... time does seem to pick up the pace as we age! You my dear Sarai write with such depth... I am truly truly impressed, my sweet! Hugs, Jack!
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Date: 11/15/2013 9:10:00 AM
"Fractions of fullness"...striking line. The overall message is deep, reflective, & of necessary value for humanity to embrace. Fantastic!
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