Epiphany Poem by Billy Loving

How long will the seclusion last
Sitting alone lost in thought
Years fly by so fast
Some sense of connection sought
Days like the turning pages of a book
Minutes as miniscule as grains of sand
Into the mirror I look
Callousness unable to understand
Lines outline the face
Hair beginning to gray
Effects of time unable to erase
The reflection has so much to say
A moment of undeniable clarity
My faith, not doubting the sincerity