Meditations on time:

I believe in time; I believe that there

will be enough time. That there will be

enough minutes and seconds

in my life, to find all the wonder

in this world. To marvel,

to venture, to conquer fear,

to laugh with loved ones,

and to find the grace,

That I have been seeking all my life.

The question is though, does time

believe in me? Sometimes I fear

not, as my body crumbles

around me into middle age,

wrinkles, and aches abound.

Time, I think, may have given up

on me, my body certainly

agrees. One thing is certain,

is that time has sped up,

I am old before my time.

Various diseases have made sure of that,

and the view is bleak.

Where will I find the time I need?

I believe in time, I do;

I just

need it

to believe in me again…

Please

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Please read the companion piece Father: Once upon a time in the black sand

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As originally published by Spoonie Magazine