Time Slips Away
It is long, it is slow.
The time drips like a worn-out tap
and we watch it drain away.
I take a journey like a raindrop
in a river towards the sea
that stretches out to fill the horizon.
Time takes us sailing away
from our small lives into the past,
into forgetfulness.
We are here only once
and then we will be gone.
There is nothing left,
even the tombstones fall
to be lost in the long grass
at the edge of the graveyard
where no-one visits any more.
Time will come, time will fall,
time will go. We are here
and then we are long gone.
We try to hold on to this world,
wrap our lives around it and hold on tight.
But our grip is never strong enough.
Time slips through the fingers
like sand and is lost forever
on this beach that stretches
out to touch that infinite sea.
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