Let us bend our minds
toward simpler times
and hail the coming
of an unexpected apocalypse
Limping toward the infinite
scattering thank yous
and blessings
like popcorn to the wind
a foolish man
am I
This life was supposed to be
different
a changing of the guard
But the guard stayed on
same old starched suits
same old
old
So how did I become
so young?
I woke just yesterday
to a sunrise stretched
like God's fresh linen
across the eastern sky
No idea how I got here
Every memory is dipped
from the well of time
and I draw that bucket well
and carefully
I taste the water
as a sacrament
The tick tock of time
is a goad
and a constant reminder
that we must never forget
and never should fret
So drink deeply
and know the sacred
in every moment in time
and every moment
long gone from time.
It is a gift that you are given.
Jan 29, 2017
Jan 29, 2017 at 9:02 PM UTC
Let us bend our minds
toward simpler times
and hail the coming
of an unexpected apocalypse
Limping toward the infinite
scattering thank yous
and blessings
like popcorn to the wind
a foolish man
am I
This life was supposed to be
different
a changing of the guard
But the guard stayed on
same old starched suits
same old
old
So how did I become
so young?
I woke just yesterday
to a sunrise stretched
like God's fresh linen
across the eastern sky
No idea how I got here
Every memory is dipped
from the well of time
and I draw that bucket well
and carefully
I taste the water
as a sacrament
The tick tock of time
is a goad
and a constant reminder
that we must never forget
and never should fret
So drink deeply
and know the sacred
in every moment in time
and every moment
long gone from time.
It is a gift that you are given.
