Time Poem by Albert Caylor

The evening dawns, silence settles...and the
Sun pulls up it's blanket of night
Blue Jays whistle in the new born sun, Robins sing,
And a new day is born and, time.....goes on....,

The mother young of life, awake!
To address the somber melancholy of the day,
Yes there are other ways...

So....father invention, Creates joy in our Life and Times....
Does your heart rhythmically sing...?
As Time goes on...and on...

On and on, the path leads,
One after the other, it succeeds,
To quiet the inner fire....of life,

Lest it burn out of control and scorch the soul
Of you and I...again the night greets the sky,
And Time goes on...., and on..., and on

March and dance, step and prance
That journey of the sojourn path
Of Life and Light...,

Stand up tall, big and small, of hearts and minds
And yes slowly....but ever so slowly...,
Time goes on..., and on..., and on...

And it always calls to us all....,
On..., and on..., . and on...., and on!