Time is always slipping away from us
Like small grains of sand in an hourglass.
The seconds tick by as we watch
Our worlds move on without us.
Entropy weakens us
And erodes our will
As we slumber
Through our lives
Until
Death.
Life
Begins
When we stop
Caring about
Things we cannot change
And focus entirely
On the things that matter most.
To breathe in life and exhale love
To all the beauty that life commands
Is the truest form of living there is.