Reflections

I gather myself to you

pouring tears into secret rivers

unfolding my heart with every feeling

desperation in every tear falls in the rain

all of the time waves are leading me to you

Sand wishes, for our hurts to be healed

Watering prayers for our dreams to be freed

Reflective mirrors in place, releasing pieces

It is together, we gather clearer reflections

If time were a woman

It would go by real slow

She'd pause each moment

Afraid to let go

If time were a child

It would have busier hands

Though it still well may be

It already demands

No..time is a man

Because he rambles on

The same old direction

The sands even yawn

Hours unchanging

No numbers redrawn

Time's been a man

Since the Parthenon

He marches onward

Passing each dawn

Time is a man

But he's almost gone