THE SILVER SLIDING OF TIME

Time is steadily sliding on past,

like emerald green waves

are passing over the sand;

the Time passes differently

for Oceans, and Man ~

You cannot hold the waves in your hand

You cannot keep time in a jar

It might seem to slow a bit

when you reach a sand bar

But nothing we do

and nothing we say

can ever keep time's tide

from slipping away

Time is like silver, all liquid

and bright

There's silver in stars

and moon-silver at night;

If the stars are the holes

cut in the fabric of blue,

well, it's the color of silver

that winks its way through....

Holes cut in the fabric

of the Universe by Time,

are filled with silver baubles

that we capture in rhyme.

When you reach the next sand bar

just stop for a rest;

Then plunge into Time's waves

with hope for the best ~

We cannot stand still

and we cannot go back

When the heavens are

 silver

the future's not black.

© Christina 1-4-07