The Wings of Time
- What was that which just flew by
- On wings of a whisper and a sigh ~
- The form was vague, the hues o’er cast ~
- In to the arms of eager past?
- Now ’tis still, it’s ceased to flee,
- And I am amazed at what I see.
- Hard to perceive when viewed so near ~
- Yesterday, last week, entire year.
- Wait! Not yet! Do not depart!
- Didn’t it just recently start?
- How can it be? It’s out of hand.
- Nothing worked out like I had planned.
- No mountain I see, nor great temple.
- The year I built was plain and simple.
- But I reflect with kinder view ~
- The form its shape, the colors their hue.
- At the time I just could not see
- The value frustrations could be to me.
- What God and I each had in mind
- Often differed. What did I find?
- I touched a life and wiped a tear,
- I held a child and calmed a fear.
- A word of love was passed along,
- A happy time was framed with song.
- So now ’tis passed, as I’ve reflected,
- Wasn’t so bad. And I’ve erected
- Amidst a world of ebb and flow
- A loving, shimmering, fleeting rainbow.
