Time

This was written for my grandma on her 80th birthday as a special reminder, and thank you, that every day is a gift.

They say that life’s a journey

a journey for the soul.

they say the soul’s immortal

so what is it that makes us whole?

Six billion different souls speed from place to place,

Without realising the importance of a slow and peaceful pace.

Because it’s time to take a breath and smile at passers-by,

it’s time to watch the sunrise; if only for a while.

It’s time to sing the song of a settling summer breeze,

it’s time to walk along the shores with perfect, graceful ease.

these days are ours to cherish; could be stolen in a blink,

as we’re walking the shores of wonder, the tide is drawing in.

But with the rise of each passing moon comes a magical blanket of new;

and in the fi rst of every new, a tiny seed is sown.

So as the sun fl ees from up high, giving way to faithful time,

her roots will travel through your soul and blossom in a while.

You may not recognise the smiles or one more star burning bright up high,

But you should know that you are blessed

to be graced with this magnificence

of time.