Is It Time That Forgives Poem by James McLain

It is a perception rippled thought
is it oceans precept deepened.
It is hallowed water shallow not
is it tears of salt mindful sought.

It is life in rain dropps gathered
is it a thimble infinate pouring it.
It is all I have I offer it my breath
Is it dripping gathers all in vain.

It is fleeting in your hand be still
is it mercys finger humbly sought.
It is beauty equaled cloud of sky
Is it forevers path to ply on high.

It is time is it not to ask now why.