Now is the time to stop and watch
the sunís rays as they sparkle
through the windows of our lives.
Now is the time to listen to each other.
Now is the time to talk about
our deepest desires, to hold hands
with each others dreams.. .
to share the joy and sadness
held within our lives.
Now is the time to put aside
the chatter of small things
and to know that time
is all we have.
Now is the time to celebrate
the small joys of this day...
to notice the light and the shadows.
It may be time to dance.....
It may be time to grieve.....
It may be time to remember.....
It may be time to regret.....
It may be time to forgive.....
It may be time to forget.....
Yesterday is always with us
yet yesterday is always gone.
Tomorrow rides on the horizon
like a bird on the wing.
Tomorrow is a flower opening,
a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.
Today is a fullness like a fruit when it is ripe,
like a benevolent rose fully opened to the sun,
to the rain, giving of itself entirely.
Today can nourish us and inspire us like no other time.
Treasure the moments of the new dawn,
of the dew on the lawn,
of the sunís journey through the sky.
And after the crimson light has fallen
when only the lavender hue remains,
as the starts begin their ritual twinkle
let our hearts touch and be open to Thank,
the gift of time is all we have.