definitive point

you and i are always drifting
always asking why

sand inside the glass keeps sifting
til the day we die
 

now perhaps the time is nearing
time to seek a change

time to not give in to fearing
things that seem so strange
 

days, then weeks it seems are slipping
quickly to the past

liquid time is gushing, dripping
flowing much too fast
 

now is not the time for saying
"now is not the time"

grab this moment, quit delaying
every second's prime


 

(c) 2003 Jordan Baugher