– The Art of Time –
The sun is rising into my summer sky,
led once more in light expanding
wider than those darker days could see.
Lovers come and go like moments;
The brevity of them a contrast
to the time that we have endured together.
It isn’t just the the moments that we have shared,
but the years in between who we were,
and what we have now become.
We make our plans for our future,
that whatever it may hold will hold us together.
Our love in timespans is flowing from my open heart
like quicksands flowing through my open hands.
My eyes shine wide as oceans,
filled with visions of an oncoming wave.
I will stride bravely forward into that wave,
stand fast against the tides until
the sands around us have washed away.