Time, Space and Me

In the space

of 365 days,

In the twinkling of an eye,

We'll soon have to say bye

To by now pointless old goals

targeted by moulds.

Useless, old things not shared,

Vile, old thoughts not trashed,

Stubborn, old ways not changed,

Perhaps, a tired old life

that's full of self-strife.

Is it too late to revisit them now

When old resolutions have once again piled up on top of the old?

When old attitudes have inhibited the rise to new altitudes?

When old relationships have become a farce?

This new year

I must gear

Myself towards precious things that don't disappear

By the change of a calendar

Such is the mystery of time --

If you don't use it, it passes you by,

And before you know it,

What remains is a loud, LOUD sigh...

"My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart. They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness. If I wait, the grave is my house: I have made my bed in the darkness." Job 17:11-13 KJV

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