time saver
by jeremy cannon
There are so many ways,
that you appear.
You are all the sounds,
of which I hear.
So are we connected,
or are we not?
I can feel transistance,
as it clots.
Your beauty bounces,
off the walls,
hurricanes in the oceans,
wild waterfalls.
Stars shine, this is mine,
you are the heavenly light.
Stars shine, this is right,
you shine so bright.
And if you feel the same way, too,
tell me what's left to do.
All I can memorize,
is the glow in your eyes,
so let me be there for you.
Boundaries for happiness,
extreme conditions and all.
We only fight it daily,
due pending even less than tall.
All that is sacred transcends,
the tidal of all sorrow.
It's a deafening pulse,
robbed of joy and borrows.
Crying passes the time,
unfortunately it weathers it, too.
Saving it's only temperature,
for the future tells us what to do.
And the floods soak the dry,
the wetness infests and creates a virus.
It kills and eats off its prey,
some solemnly believe this.
How could such an inane object,
cause so much output?
No matter how quick,
the result is a significant rut.
Only we can stop its parade,
by destroying its power.
It is only time, you know?
growing with the flower.
