Hands of Time
I have today
not tomorrow
nor yesterday
not the future
nor the past.
Like grasping
water with my hand
its presence I see
but nothing reveals
in the clasped fist
the worth of the effort
Today is a comma
in eternity.
It sets off one moment
from one moment,
a day from a day.
Today,
I will arise
construct a narrative
and join
the commas of my life
together.
Today,
this moment in time,
will leave
however small
a measure of myself
upon the hands
of time.
not tomorrow
nor yesterday
not the future
nor the past.
Like grasping
water with my hand
its presence I see
but nothing reveals
in the clasped fist
the worth of the effort
Today is a comma
in eternity.
It sets off one moment
from one moment,
a day from a day.
Today,
I will arise
construct a narrative
and join
the commas of my life
together.
Today,
this moment in time,
will leave
however small
a measure of myself
upon the hands
of time.
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