Tempus Fugit
When time spent in deep regret
wedged between his life and death
soaked him in earthly desire
his emotions fed daily fires
He listened to the music of life
and longed for the end of strife
as he imagined earths' blue blanket
bathing him in life giving breath
He paused and relished the moment
and time elapsed without comment
as it raced from the future to the past
while reality shifted too fast
The now swiftly vanished everyday
and became the past of today
as moments of his existence on high
relished the cerulean sky
Time invisible is recorded in memory
and is all it seems to be
too swift to notice and feel
but nevertheless, always present and real
