Fragments of the heart were lying around embittered
When came along some free time which I had frittered
Questioning my lack of enthusiasm and intent
Precious moments underutilized and somewhat spent
‘I am static I am moving I am gone yet you recall’ time said
If you don’t repair the spirit verily soon it will be dead
Fragments of memory were playing mischief with my mind
I kept going back for the things that I had left behind
Now time prodded me to keep in step with its pace
‘Don’t treat like I am yours forever I disappear without trace’
Wistfulness and lassitude will take over and hold sway
If you let yesterday use up too much space today
Fragments of timeworn relations were awaiting restoration
No stress-free task this it needs maturity and motivation
Time heals people said even as life passes by
When in reality life pauses God heals and time continues to fly
‘I am yours to spend yet not to own. I am free yet priceless still’
If it’s not destined it won’t work out if it’s meant for you it will
Fragments of my soul were being tested for their wisdom
Where trust was being broken faith was my fiefdom
It takes sadness to appreciate happiness and noise to value silence
The trouble is we think we have time it soon becomes our defense
Time reminded me ‘nobody was ever wise by chance’
If you are not learning your lessons how do you expect to advance