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Time
Life is just a moment in time.
A little dot in space.
When you are born, you already
begin to die..
Every second, or a hundred years.
So relative. So absolute.
You can not escape, the rapid
passing seconds.
Nor can you tun back the wheels of
time.
You can’t even pause the toothed
gears that are aligned in the heavens.
The great ancient clock is ticking
of moment after moment.
Life spans and ages, seemingly
unaware,
of the multiple dangers people experience.
Through the running out of sand.
Inside the hour glass of His hand.
L.L.
