The Lineage of Time Poem Page:

What is life's time, but an hourglass to the living? But an hourglass to the aged is time of its sand empty. The hourglass to the ageless is time of its sand full. The balance of time is the point of life when the person reaches their middle-age stages for family-planning. That's the time of life when the hourglass is self-sustaining. Time is paper being written. It has no face for actual identity. Time is integrity, anonymity, and an anomaly with impunity throughout the ages.

Time is ripples of a river eternal without neither a beginning nor ending. Time is a treasure. It is the passage of activity, reason, utility and creativity. But when we waste time, we miss the opportunities never chanced. Time is presence of comfort, an essence of confidence and a significance of competence. Time keeps us fit and straight in the regiment of the military ranks of responsibility. 

Honor time like a wife if a man, and if a woman like a husband, for if you have ideas you didn't plan, you'll object them. If you have thoughts for proposals project them without delay. Time is a toss-up, a setback or a comeback. Time ties destiny into a knot, unravels mysteries, uncovers secrets of the peculiar content acknowledged. Time is chronological not carnal, so man doesn't turn animal. 

Time can be a mime mute incapable of words or a crime explicable beholden to traps. Time can be a chime on the clock to signal the change of events. Determine your role on the world's stage with time management; manage time-control, or the control of God done alone, will judge time against the role of your life withdrawn the sand out of time's hourglass gone.

                     THE PASSAGE OF TIME ~Cory Morr