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...