Time is that Thing...

Time is that Thing we will never have enough of

And cannot afford to waste

Therefore I want to learn to slow my hands

To feel and touch and taste

Year folds over year; a sheer and subtle tease

Of morning, noon to night

And often I am blinded to the seamless ease

Of a moment’s appetite

When I run my fingers over Duty’s veiled beauty

I want to experience Love

In its fullest wonder because Time is that Thing

We will never have enough of

© Janet Martin

We all get the same amount of Time in one day...how are we touching it?

...I must be off to Duty's beauty lest I waste this twenty-four hour Gift!