If time waits for no man…
It doesn’t matter what we plan.
The secret is…time doesn’t exist,
…Be yourself, never resist.
Limitations of your mind,
ungraceful and purely unkind.
Shyness of your words, debating my life,
colouring your essence in nuances of strife;
I miss a man mostly today;
He died, so I see him when I pray;
Relentless woman believing fear
Into an essence than becomes dear;
Relentless soul of only one light
She takes broken souls, makes them all right
Hold the clothes of my dreams
Even when I come apart at the seams
And sometimes I just need you to hold my hand
But you died, so it’s never like we’ve planned.
I wish…inevitably.. a blur;
I wish your voice would soothe my soul
…Just once more…
I wish I could feel you in my every pore.
I wish I’d drink and sip on you
find the last moment and undo
all the things I didn’t say
all the words I couldn’t allay.
I can’t find a reason why
God came to you not I.