Hold time, rather than race from it. Hold it to experience, not to suffocate or stop. Hold it to honor the breath that is here and the life that changes like the wind.
Hold time like the setting sun. Let it float through your fingertips and then close your eyes so you can say goodbye. For the moments here will soon be behind. May they be rich in your rearview mirror.
Hold, my dear, hold time sweetly
let that breath get big
And power your heart deeply
Time will slip
and need to dive
floating through those fingertips
Where it once arrived
Be strong and close your eyes
so you can give life
To your sweetest goodbye
The one that bows to the chapter
now fully read
and blesses the space and freedom
For what is ahead.