Challenge
Explore the concept of Time in a poem
Moments of Meaning
Time is a commodity
A currency
That can't be bartered
Or borrowed
We steal it in quick spurts
Along the paths
We are given
No marker exists
Indicating where those paths
Might travel or where
They will end
There are only precious moments
Remembered
Along the way
Like snapshots pasted
Along the continuum
Of the universe
That give us
Some sense of meaning
In our flash of existence
Within cosmic time
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