Time's Desicions
Time, what is it really.
How can we truly measure it.
A minute, could be a moment with you.
An hour, could be a lifetime missed.
The lines of time we weave are unreliable
Unattainable
UNFORGIVING.
One wrong step
And there is a wrinkle in that line
Forever
You can’t fix it
You can’t forget it
It will always be there
STARRING
At you
Yet a beautiful teeny tiny moment
The happiest you can remember
It will always be there too
Like a river streaming through you mind
Tinkling its joy to you
For always and never disappearing
But in a single second your time
Your wrinkled and beautiful line
Could
Be
G
O
N
E
What then?
What waits after?
Is there any SURE answer…
Or
ARE
You
Just
Nothing…
Maybe you will float in time
Expended there forever
Not moving
Yet not still
Life in itself is still very unanswered
And so is death
So all we have is an
UNKNOWN
Amount of flowing time
To pass it all by
What is done with this precious
TIME
Are decisions just made
By people like me and you
Wrong
And
RIGHT
But those are questions too
What is right?
And
What is wrong.
A single action
Could define a life
Make it
Or
Break it
It truly all is
TIMES decision…
Copyright © Chrissy Downing | Year Posted 2011
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