TIME

.......has been my enemy when there was

waiting to be done - my friend, when on

a troubled night, it would bring an early sun;

Time has healed many a sorrow;

yet it has hung heavily upon me when I

desperately needed the morrow.......

A day has been more than twenty-four

hours when lonliness would lie heavily upon me;

Yet it has been less when my joy was too full

to want to reduce it to a day.......

When I look into a mirror,

I see that Time has been good to me;

Because a thousand lifetimes lived

are not reflected there for you to see.

You can use Time to your advantage,

but cannot control it - and of all

things, surely it is the one thing we cannot stop.......

But we can pour into every sixty minutes, all of our best thoughts and

efforts, as if each moment were our last;

For who is to say when it will stop for us?

Time to go, time to stay, time to rearrange;

Like heaping coals upon a fire,

we can pile it up - but know it?

Be sure of it? Not any sane person

would bet a dime on it;

It's the one uncertainty we all have in common.

We are led by Time, moved by it,

inspired by it, but never, are we sure

of it - how wonderful, that such a

great mystery still holds us in its

grasp - the one thing we are unable

to capture and indeed call our own.

We cannot change it, but using it

wisely, we can change ourselves;

And when we do this, we can say

That Time is our friend,

It has no End.......

B.J. McCall

9/95

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