Time is fleeting
Passes like leaves swept away in the wind
One minute it’s there and the next it’s gone
Off somewhere else… to another destination
Before you can even acquire the chance to obtain it
Time is fleeting
A day comes and goes An hour arrives and leaves A minute is already gone And a second hasn’t even started…
How did something finish before it even started?
Time is fleeting
And for that second
It’s there
Still
On the ground
Stopped
For that second…
It’s yours.