Time's Wealth

Time’s Wealth

 

The wind of all time constantly billows,

Leaving nothing untouched, nor stone unturned.

Seeking the future, wearing running shoes.

He eagerly pumps forward, still beyond.

Never looking back, for he wants to gain,

Taking advantage of speed, he oft flies.

 

Time, in his own right, trails a silver path,

Ever racing forward, stopping not to

Take a ragged breath, but keeps going on.

He continues no matter what happens,

For he is affected by nothing, but

All things are surely affected by him.

 

Time weaves his nimble fingers in and out,

Creating patterns by which all life hangs.

A balanced weighed in his stately presence,

Where all the world rides his deep moving parts.

Where there’s no altering his pace-making

In his one-way fashion, ever flying.

 

Time splays his huge, stoutly hands over the land

Where mere men must adhere to his passage.

Taking life along his supreme journey,

He provides a whirlwind of achievements.

Enabling electrifying dreams

To manifest in his engulfing wealth.

 

Melinda McQueen Rodgers

November 27, 2021

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Melinda.
"Time weaves his nimble fingers in and out,
Creating patterns by which all life hangs.
A balanced weighed in his stately presence,
Where all the world rides his deep moving parts."
I liked the above lines. Leave the reader with something to ponder. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

Wonderful and yes like the wind time stops for nothing and nobody going forward taking what it needs what it must ..changing as it goes 🌹🌹🌹🌹

[Melinda McQueen]

Thanks for your review. Merry Christmas.