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Time leaves us all behind
In little bits and pieces.
With every day we find
Our brevity increases.
What often seems unkind
Is the price we have to pay
For time we do not spend
Wisely. So now we say
Who knows? The end
May come today!
The value becomes clear
As the seasons pass away.
The reasons for our fears
Become the cracking clay
Shaped by the potters hand,
A mix of joy and sorrow
And hope. So understand,
To worry about tomorrow
Is to miss out on the living
Of the moments in each day
And forgiving
Is the secret way
of staying in the light.
God keep me
from stumbling into night.
Rather, leaping free
From the precipice
Into eternal flight,
Help me embrace
What you have taken
With grace.
When I awaken
I will rejoice!
Time is no more!
I hear your voice
Breaking on the shore
Like waves
becoming in me
The Sea.
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