A promise of time, an implied gift of forever,
Moments of existence yearning for hope.
Given to a world that consumes all being,
Emotion, material, spirit demanding its place.
Lucky those that move through time unimpeded,
Casting free of reality, knowing Truth.
The war within to claim a place,
The battle outward to hold steady.
Childish lies told to not reveal but love rebels,
A lance piercing hearts with steely candor.
A God pleased with mind free, its peace given.
This speaks to how we think our lives will last forever. That there is always more time and we squander it with foolish fears and acts aimed at the past and future. The lucky few that can live a life that's in the present and don't seem to collect any barnacles along the way. They leave this earth at peace and fullfilled.
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