Ticking Clock

The air, it fills my lungs
Life passes, essence to essence
Where can I go, what can I do
Emotion slides, filters through
I feel, I bleed, so many in need
Grace falls like sweet, misty rain
Washing away what was and is
Merging together day and night
Reaching within, spiritual highs
Watching souls about their day
Each with their story, a lifetime
Mentally separate, spiritually one
So much more than what is seen
Blended, in one moment undone
One cannot love without trust
Casting aside the pride of life
Making the harshest ego hush
Willing hearts reaching past
Old hurt, pain, a light to cast
So little time to make a mark
One small action to bring change
The ticking clock never tamed
Seeing a soul for its worth
Loving just because they are
Nothing expected, arms wide
The willingness and the heart
Saying to all in love "Here am I"
The fresh hope of compassion
Catch a tear torn from brokenness
The air, it fills my lungs
Life passes, essence to essence
Where can I go, what can I do
Emotion slides, filters through
I feel, I bleed, so many in need
I pray for grace to fall like rain
Cover the Earth, take the pain
Praying for love to abide in all
Look into the eyes of the soul
Hearing, answering a heart's call
So little time, poignancy of life
Knowing one day, in a moment
All is done the clock will chime
No more chances, no more time
A difference could have been made
Only tears to fall and hearts to fade 

(2016©)


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