Time

Time soars past us like a Raven in flight across the desert sands.

We can try to slow it down with all that we have , but the stubborn hands of the clock keep moving.

Round and Round, Ticking away and counting down.

Not stopping until the day our bodies grow weak with age and we we fall into an eternal slumber.

Nothing we can do , our days on earth are numbered.

Do we sit back and watch time slip past us, not knowing when our time will stop?

Do we test our limitations and take life by storm,not caring when our time will stop?

We are overcome with unanswered questions and a curiosity for life and it’s meaning.

Instead of letting time pass you by its important to open your wings and learn how to fly

Let the wind be your guide and the open sky be your treasure map.

Don’t stop until your time has run out and you have found where X marks the spot.

Live your life and love every moment that ticks away,knowing that it can not stay.

Don’t look over your shoulder and wish for time that has past, always look forward and embrace

the time you have left.

 

in_your_own_hands_____by_outofdream-d3jtrtl