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
Copyright © Sarai Virden | Year Posted 2013
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