Tis Time to LoveEach grain of Sand does a message carryStagnation’s ruin, do not tarry,The heart it knows the need for a beatThe need for one to the other, meet!The Hand, too, needs another’s shakeHow else do we a contact make,The eye to an eye may not relateThe space in between, may distance create!The World was not meant to not moveNor Time to stand still, not dance not groove,The tapping of feet is rhythm in motionWherever did we get an alternative notion?Motion does not connote change, we knowA river’s the same despite changing flow!And, so with Time do all things alter‘Tis best for us, too, to then not falter!Sunrise and Sunset some angles manoeuvreBut they always seem to be in clover,We need remind ourselves time and againOf who came first, the egg or the hen!Things need acceptance and nothing moreWhy sail the turbulence to the other shore!The Sands shifting beneath our feeling feetConvey it all when the ground we meet!Time Loves All Who Love Their TimeThe Whirl of the Waltz is the name of Rhyme,Glitz and Glamour are a moment or twoFairy tales in the Art of Living, called Pantomime!The time to love is here and nowThat touch forgotten and,sadly, how‘Tis time to reflect and amends makeFor the lonely Me and a lonely Thou!Vagabonds, need a little chaining we knowFor the hearts within to stay aglow,Time’s precious and that’s all we haveWhy while it away, why let it flee and go!Keep it happy, Time’s there for usO, silly Man, why tear it apart,Time, like us does tick awayFor it, too, has a warm, beating, heart!O, Time,Man does, perhaps, a lesson needHasten,For Life is short and so are YouAnd, overwhelming, indeed, is Man’s greed
