Time

Time looks to its hands,
as each moment glances.
I see my life walking,
as each day dances.

With memories everlasting,
I feel its rhythm,
in perfect unison,
without schism.

My heart is free
My mind is clear,
My prayers go up.
My Lord draws near.

– A. Brown 

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