Time is our friend
Time is the soldier that heals our wounds. It is the army that nurtures us. It is the nurse that soothes us. It is clarity over uncertainty. It is conquest over devastation.
It marches to destinies yet unknown And cleanses our soul. Armies of insulin.....healing, eradicating and Altering the memories of lost causes, Its flag raised victoriously in otherwise diminutive defeat.
Time is continuum. Tick tock clock Tick tock clock Minds bend and infinity marches on. Tick tock clock
Armageddons of madness, outrageous Humiliations, spiritual misfortunes Replaced and replenished by selfish Thoughts that ease our pain and sufice our ego.
Time is the spirit of the human soul. It does not abandon. It sees. It alters. It makes us better.
It is the father of humanity, The healer of faith. It is the soldier of our destiny.
What stayed with you?
A line that lingered, a feeling, a disagreement. Great comments are as valuable as the original piece.