Victor is wealthy, Forbes top fifteen
Hedge funds on Wall Street, Manhattan scene
Cancer came quickly, month maybe two
Dying with so much to do
There must be a way to buy time
Sarah is a young girl, just seventeen
Smart but not pretty, lonely unseen
Victim of heartbreak, pictures online
Dying seems peaceful and kind
Why should she suffer more time?
The length of our days is not ours to be known
The hands of the clock will find their way home
We cry out to God for one more yesterday
And blind to the way – that we live in the moment
Dor measures daytime, seconds that pass
Capturing shadows, sand in the glass
Owned by obsession, darkness invades
Missed moments, sunsets that fade
Desperate he tries to stop time
The Father of Time sits alone in his cave
Eternally doomed for counting the days
He cries out to God for an end to his pain
And living his days inside a moment
Humans build towers, temples to pride
Squandering moments, secrets we hide
Beauty in silence, the only way
To cherish the life of each day
Stillness makes holy our time…
Inspired by The Time Keeper by Mitch Albom. Highly recommended!
Copyright 2019 Shawn A. Carson
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