Significance Of Time Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

What is time… a moment...today
Never to be repeated exactly the same
Shared in unison with frolicking joy
Traveled solo within a somber mind
Loved or hated…
Cherished or thrown away

To be improved upon
After mistakes have been made
Refined and perfected
An alloy made of precious touches
Humanizing the prospect of another day
Filling fleeting seconds now and beyond

Being dwarfed or perhaps lengthen
Stretched until elasticity breaks
Sending all of existence into a spiral
Joining the brilliance of the nebulae
Knowing that time is a Godly gift
As an inner faith is strengthened

9/11/08