An Hourglass of Lost Time
My mind drifts off into an hourglass of lost time,
Wondering if tomorrow will bring a new page,
For my nighttime journal is full of verses and rhyme,
And insight with inspiration comes with age.
Wondering if tomorrow will bring a new page,
I see a journey with a path to unknown destinations,
And insight with inspiration comes with age,
For the Lord has given me countless celebrations.
I see a journey with a path to unknown destinations,
I have roads with dreams coming true with no fear,
For the Lord has given me countless celebrations,
Each milestone an accomplishment, far and near.
I have roads with dreams coming true with no fear,
With insight that tomorrow's hope will always last,
Each milestone an accomplishment, far and near,
And that hourglass seems to be draining fast.
With insight that tomorrow's hope will always last,
I feel freedom to choose desires to fulfill my fate,
And that hourglass seems to be draining fast,
I can only pray that my wandering soul isn't too late.
I feel freedom to choose desires to fulfill my fate,
For my nighttime journal is full of verses and rhyme,
I can only pray that my wandering soul isn't too late,
My mind drifts off into an hourglass of lost time.
June 27, 2017
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