Time and the Lack of Time
Today the time creeps slowly from the east to the west; across the grey heavy sky.
Forty something is weighing on my mind, keeping me boggled down with guilt at my
lack of accomplishments on this short journey.
We call life, breathe in and breathe out. The world judges us
by exterior appearances and the amount of money we have in the bank.
Time ticks and the pendulum swings, whether we are standing still or not.
The journey and path we take, determines how our time will end.
Rain is eminent upon the earth and the clouds have brought a cool crispness to the air.
My thoughts still betray; second guessing my life's journey.
Now is all I really have, time to focus on the goal and get started.
Note to self: forgive yourself! God has already.
Time and the lack of time
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