Time Is
In the twilight of our years,
When time in wisdom's dried our tears,
I reach for you, and know ‘tis true,
This life was meant for me and you.
The battles fought, a victory won.
It's not time still for our swan song.
We've soothed away the pain and sorrow,
There's much time still to live tomorrow.
You ask 'could we not have seen much sooner,
That our Karmic journey could have been smoother? '
But time's a space, not a line that's been drawn.
We still have now our own new dawn.
There always is a 'sheet' so pure,
‘Tis not just pain we must endure.
For life is meant to teach us much,
Within joy, sorrow, pain and touch.
And then awakes a brand new dawn,
Once more our lives afresh reborn.
‘Twill always be, can you see how?
Years don't count, time is just now.
poem by Rosi Caswell
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