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Posted by Jay Olson
August 10, 2016 -
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Time slips slowly into tomorrow--creeping and covering all that lies in its path.
The icy hands of time reach out and cool the heated brow.
Far beneath the surface lies secrets long forgotten--pressed in frozen stone.
Buried deep within the aging soul are thoughts that sleep forever.
Moving ever slowly--steady as she goes--our lives continue on their way.
Only moving onward into the mist of time--hoping for just another day.
Deep beneath the steady course--time pulls us to our end.
There is no turning back--no second chance my friend.
How is that we came to be? Mere mortals with no say.
We ride the ever creeping ship that takes us on our way.
Through windy storms and sun filled sky--there is no wayside rest.
The flow keeps moving steadily--we can only do our best.
Between the mountains that reach the sky--through meadows--to the sea.
Time takes us on a journey into eternity.
Sit back and let it happen--it will happen to us all.
Enjoy the ride on life's great slide--a cosmic clarion call.~Jay 0.
