The Power of Time

I surfed upon the seas of Time As avidly as would a mermaid, Ecstatic and confident That I rule over the waves As a mighty Goddess Well anchored in my own principles But I never expected these waves To turn rogue And to smash me down to the ocean floor Broken, Into millions of little pieces, Having to wait for the mercy of little polyps, As they slowly but steadily put me back in shape My reconstruction took days, months, years even And all this time, The clock kept ticking Laughing at me, while looking At what had become of me But meanwhile, I learned how to feed my new body With inner strength, with self love, self care, And self respect and even with the ability To depend upon none else other than myself, Especially there where emotions pertained So much that When I rose to the surface To surf upon the waves of Time once again, They shuddered and cowered, awe struck, At the new me! Time can break, surely, But it can also be the greatest healer, Since, Its magic plays itself in our inner selves, And we have to be able to open our hearts and souls To its subtle spells!