When Fate has frozen fortune,
When winter has its way,
When hanging on takes all you’ve got
And circumstances prey,
Open heart to springtime rays
And soak up brilliant sun,
For in the Light, your hope is sure –
Your gleaming has begun.
As leaves of life are pages turned
each sunrise and each setting eve,
so Time requires accounting earned
of heart, and what heart has achieved;
what ink was etched in living light
upon those souls within arm’s reach;
what words with honey sweetened plight,
or actions wrote with keener speech?
What one thing can you do this day to make the world around you a better place? We need to stand together against evil, or peace on earth will remain a distant dream…
Time demanded all she owned –
her gathered grain, the strength she loaned
to others by the way she lived;
shorn and cold,with naught to give,
Time will lend her fresh-brewed aid,
in guise of deeds from friends repaid.
There comes a time when we haven’t the strength to give as we did in the past – it is in these moments that we need to learn to accept the help and care of others…
Dare to be you,
to stand out in the crowd,
dare to let vulnerable places bleed;
dare to own talents, and use them out loud,
dare to choose kindness, and make it your creed.
Dare to set boundaries, walls built with gates,
dare to bar evil, while letting good through;
dare to have faith in your positive traits,
dare to grow beautiful,
dare to be YOU!
Time will tell –
tally of suns and moons
draws age spots on cheeks,
fades spring blush,
traces wrinkles in the parchment;
in your death throes,
you carpet the earth
Time has told tales –
days and nights of wonder,
tear-stains over grass-stains
in endless cycles of wash and wear madness;
loves gained and lost,
progeny wiped and polished and applauded,
aches echoing pains in a comedy of errors.
What your final glory will be,
Time will tell.