Years slip by
Like sand through glass
From up-close
Through the lens
Of the now
Years ahead feel
Like stretched units of time
Far away
Unreachable
As you glimpse
Through yesterdays
And past eras
Years become simple dots
Inhales
Exhales
Single events in your existence
Time is a silent master
Dictating our lives
Flowing effortlessly
It takes away the present
Leaving us aching
When today already...
