We spend a lifetime tracing our footprints on this shore
Only to have them erased by time, no matter what beauty or allure.
The waves of time move swiftly, sweeping each moment into the ocean.
And we are all destined for the same fate, with very few exceptions.
Time must clear the canvas of life for those following behind,
Our life is a one-time gift; there is no option to PAUSE or REWIND.

Each moment of awareness and of being present counts.

Life is here now, I can breath.
This is more than enough.

The palm of a hand
is the sign of good intentions
.....I am not armed
.....that's my gift

so is everything
in everyone's hands
.....live with me
.....I will help you

My palm says
who I am, asking you
.....who you want to be
.....for yourself and me

before oblivion
erases who I didn't help
.....to grow, and why
.....I didn't bloom

My darling does things
that are a gift
.....it's her name
.....as a sign