In the Heart's Time

In the Heart’s Time I can’t seem to wrap My mind around aging With it’s homage to achy bones And knees that hurt like hell When the rains come Friends are falling ill And the end game is creeping up Like a silent shadow On a midnight mission Yet in my heart Time moves much more slowly Than calendar pages turn But sunsets seem more urgent Now that there are fewer to come And precious music lifts my spirit Even higher than ever before Yet I love more freely now Unafraid of being vulnerable To men and women alike As they journey through my life Planting memories in my heart Before moving on to perform The same miraculous gifting For the next fortunate soul So, I choose the heart’s time As I sit growing older Watching shards of sunlight gently caress The broad-leafed trees of summer…