28 times :: poem by Dusty Finch

Time is precious, every moment of breath.

The life I lead may time my death. 

Time is paid, if turned into work.

Time is made, if not forsook.

Time is teaching, adding to.

Time is reaching, breaking through.

Time is costly, taken from its store,

where time accumulates, dates and

dates and more and more.

Time is distant, time is near.

Time is resistant, time is dear.

Time is persistent, without fear.

Time and time and time again,

Time stands the test. 

Time dictates rhyme and time will 

tell, if I have redeemed the time,

and spent it well, gave my best.

For when my time becomes at stake 

and lo' no other breath I take,

Time will always be exsistant 

Time to measure

Time to treasure

Time to wait, for an instant

or forever.

Now's the time to navigate my 

soul between timelines of fate.

Past earthly shoals and enter in 

a blessed time of Peace within.

                                      Mom and I in Oregon, 2002

                                     

Go with the flow

        

                                

    This quote makes so much sense to me. When things go wrong or not as planned i so easily get upset and want to give up but I've learned that behavior won't ever get me to my destination. I've had many circumstances happen lately that have tested my patience and completely thrown me off coarse. But with accepting, understanding, forgiving and trusting, I can get through those tough situations with better ease by adjusting my sails and moving forward.