I feel the pull of time.  The overflow and the undertow. Urgent, patient, unpredictable, dependable, disarming, alarming, relentless, endless, shifting, drifting, chaotic, exotic. A playground for potential.

I become lost amid the stardust.  Memories of maddening possibilities, missed opportunities, a stone unturned, a lesson unlearned.  Wistful, wishful, imploring, exploring, quirks of fate, it’s not too late.

I find myself at the cusp of time.  Vanishing horizon, vanquishing illusion, insistent inner voice, a fateful choice, leaving a lover, returning to love her, unlearning lessons, anxiety lessens, heart listening, tears glistening, noticing signs, writing these lines.

TIME

Eternal rhythm
Ephemeral conclusion
Instantaneous.