It's time to fly
A little birdie told me
I hope you get your dreams
And at that moment
I knew, I already had them
Because time is not linear
It circles around us,
Weaves through us
It is our breath and our blood
Our hopes and dreams
Time is a magic remedy
Not, as most see it, an enemy
Trust time, trust love
Have faith
In what's above
And what's below
Faith in-between
Your toes
Listen to your ears
Taste your mouth,
Feel your essence
Smell everything,
Everything but your fear,
It is no more
See your dreams
And you will be
Living them soon