Time Poem by Shemeka N Daniels

TIME... A Cycle of Work

Whether if we are here or not
There will be Life;
Be it dark, full of lava, poisinous gas, tornadoes, acid rain, hurricanes, sunny or cloudy,
Life Goes On
In that time it still progresses without our acknowledgement
Nuturing itself To Change, along with the time.
Maybe Summer is the beginning and ending of a New Year
The sun scorching down on us to the point of bleeding..
Wishing and Wanting for colder weather
But from Summer we Fall into a Rut of sharp & nippy winds, Rotten Trees with Unhappy Leaves
During that time we scrap and scrape for a Harvest to last thru the Cold Dreadful California Winters, wishing for Happy Chicago Sunny Days
As long as we can hang in there bundled tight
Waiting for a Soft Whispering Sprng Breeze, light rain that last just a few minutes but enough gto help tend to the Earth's Soul
To ease your mind & unwind
Enjoying the pleasant sun while the children run
To Grow, anything without many challenges, making Life smooth & bright.

TIME...Reworks
For greater & lesser possibilities
Since time is steadily moving on
You Spring Forward to get head starts just to Fall Back to were you were in the beginning
Springing Forward to Summer
Falling Back to Spring
Reworking what should've been done the right way the 1st time around,
Or should we just let the Night prolong throught the Seasons and Vice Versa with the Sun

TIME...Never Ending
Never Slows down/Speeds up(even if it feels like it doesn't)
or
Stops..for the living or deceased

But there isn't much for the END......
I move along Breathing, Praying Enjoying, Wishing, Loving
Looking for more
TIME.
2010