Time Decides Poem by Eric Cockrell

an acorn contains the universe,
a moth contains the night.
the flicker and flame
of small twigs burning

returns light to the stars.
the rumble of distant thunder
in every leaf that falls.
a prayer held in every

dropp of rain... a baby
born in the face of
every mountain's movement...
the depth of love raging

beneath the snows of winter....

death, or spring..... time decides....
each has it's own cup!
each has it's own flame!