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Whitecaps
Another summer has come and gone and as I feel the autumn rain,
I cannot help but ponder
how many summers may remain.
I have lived a life of labels:
a wife...a mother...and a daughter, riding atop the whitecaps of life -- never immersing myself in the water.
A kaleidoscope of bits and pieces, memories swirl around my head -- people, places, dates and times in photos strewn across my bed.
Time itself is a criminal,
and we’re forced to realize its theft when the number of years we have lived twice surpasses the years we have left.
I am saddened it took me so long to learn the true brevity and worth of every year that I was granted to live this life on earth.
I’ve a chance to break that pattern before more time disappears,
by not contemplating the years in my life, but instead, the life in my years.
I will dive under those whitecaps, ignoring all that I cannot control and let the water of life embrace me, immersing my heart and my soul.
For I know this time is precious and we must live right now because with every click of the secondhand what “is” becomes what “was.”
Dash Inspirations by Linda Ellis www.LindaEllis.life
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