A poem-What we try to control.

Don’t compare me

to the year’s past,

it’s over and a memory.

Don’t compare me to

an hour ago

things have changed since then.

Transformation can be scary,

although

that is what I do.

I am a part of your life,

from the moment of your conception,

trying to point you in the right direction.

I know I am seen as thief,

and stealer of youth.

Don’t curse the wrinkles

I put on your face;

they were never meant to be seen

as dreadful.

I don’t mean to make

life difficult

or burdensome;

make you feel the need to

chase me

or runaway.

I am gift in disguise;

nothing is slipping away.

I want to give you wisdom

to understand

what living is all about.

Don’t fear, I am always here;

I am not trying to make you disappear.

Let me guide you

and on the other side,

I will be there too

ready and willing to help you.

I was the one

who change the street light;

RED

and created a

traffic jam….

that night you slept

comfortably in bed.

I am there when bad things occur,

when you feel like things make no sense.

In this life it’s hard to understand....

but in the next,

I will show you why it all made sense.

Be gentle

I am fragile too

but believe in me

I am not here to harm you.

I am what

you call

TIME.

Don’t cling to me,

don’t waste me.

Just allow me,

happily,

to be a companion

by your side.

I'll teach you patience

and show you grace

allow you to heal

and show you why;

the moment you are in,

is where you're meant to be.

No matter how painful or pleasurable

it may feel in this space.

I am ever moving with you

to a better place.