The days fly by in rapid succession. A flurry. A blur. Beyond my grasp, yet I reach out to grab hold…
The morning sun brings cheer to the vineyards and trees that shuffle past my view my drive south, and turns up the blue light in the sky.
The nighttime darkness is chased and flees from the sun’s magnificent smile. The world awakens and goes about its business entrenched in routines like ants, unaware of the majestic timepiece in which they toil.
I can’t catch up with or retrieve time lost, gone forever. The wrong focus of my effort leads only to distress and defeat.
Today and what’s ahead are what matter. Now, is where I make a difference. Now, is where I was meant to live. Now, can change the future but not the past. Now is the threshold of timelessness and eternity.
Now is where I live.
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