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Time Is What We Have
Time, silent and invisible…
Time, silent and invisible
flowing all around and nowhere.
Time, perceptive and meaningless,
being something we caress and possess.
Do we need time to feel happy?
Do we need it to smell the fresh air around?
To feel loved and to share the love?
To just be? Not was or will…
Time is what we say we cannot find.
The only constant changing fast,
the only measure unmeasurable
and still we believe we don’t have it.
When we find all around is illusion,
created by the passing of time…
then we find we had it all,
but now it’s all gone.
Time is what we have.
Use it! Feel it! Every moment as if it’s your last one…
and you’ll find that it’s all there.
You can keep it forever if you are conscious of it.
We don’t see what we have until we lose it all. We then realize how foolish we were for not being aware sooner. Not being able to take advantage of every moment as if it…
