Words of Life, Love and Praise
Sands of Time
As I sit here looking out to sea
My thoughts are consumed by what might have been-
Had things been different....
Had we been free.
Rarely a day goes by without thoughts of you.
Even now as I sit here watching the crashing waves-
The tide rolling up onto the sparkling sand
Making it's path fresh and new – and I wonder,
What will it take to finally rid my heart of you?
Will your memory ever cease….
Shall this soul ever truly know it's center?
You were there but a moment,
Yet your touch I fear will last an eternity.
Everything about you – all that you are,
Such an enticement for one such as I...
This heart and soul offered to you-
Yet here they reside – unclaimed,
Circumstances insuring they remain so.
Circumstances...circumstances, how I hate that word!
So much promise crushed into tiny fragments
To be cast upon the waves, eternally tossed
until finally scattered upon the sands of time.
My thoughts are consumed by what might have been-
Had things been different....
Had we been free.
Rarely a day goes by without thoughts of you.
Even now as I sit here watching the crashing waves-
The tide rolling up onto the sparkling sand
Making it's path fresh and new – and I wonder,
What will it take to finally rid my heart of you?
Will your memory ever cease….
Shall this soul ever truly know it's center?
You were there but a moment,
Yet your touch I fear will last an eternity.
Everything about you – all that you are,
Such an enticement for one such as I...
This heart and soul offered to you-
Yet here they reside – unclaimed,
Circumstances insuring they remain so.
Circumstances...circumstances, how I hate that word!
So much promise crushed into tiny fragments
To be cast upon the waves, eternally tossed
until finally scattered upon the sands of time.
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Sands of Time
Sands of Time
