Spending time.

A silent "pop" in the darkness of nought

The rush of all things and the new light it brought

Something from nothing, spewing forth dust

That one day would clump into lumps and make us

Settling slowly with no eyes to see

The dust from the stars that made you and me

And didn't stop there but continues to shape

The thoughts and the dreams and the choices we make

The meeting, the greetings, the coming and going 

The friendships that strengthen without our knowing

The bonds and the closeness, of mothers and daughters

Of fathers and sons and the things that life taught us

Since the "P" of the pop 'til the "why" of today

Time waits for no man, or so I've heard say

Those things that you're doing and seeing and sensing

The roads and the houses, the gardens and fencing

The day and the night and the evening and dawn

The rattle of death and the screams of those born

These things that we see and those that we don't

The things that we do and those that we won't

Were always to come and to be and to pass

Filling our lives as water does glass

Some think it providence, some fate and some chance

Taking our hand and the lead in life's dance

What's going to happen will happen, it must

'Twas already written by the stars in their dust

Life is a ride of which we've no control

A helter skelter that ends in a six foot deep hole

But even once there, tucked up deep 'neath the Earth

Marked with a stone and covered by turf

Our ride isn't over, nor ever shall be

For the first time since birth we'll finally be free

To rejoin the stars and be on our way

To wander the cosmos since our dying day

Hitching a ride on the tail of the light

And sailing away like a ship in the night

No more will we worry or suffer or hurt

Or love or rejoice once we're under that dirt

We'll need no more feeding and cause no more pain

Nor laugh with our loved ones nor shelter from rain

All that we have and we are will just cease

As we enjoy the oblivion of eternal peace

The end has been written, we know what's to come

We've just this brief moment awake in the sun

Then back to our journey from pop to who knows

Shedding the flesh that was our Earthly clothes

Whatever we've done is done and now gone

The instant we'd done it we'd had to move on

Too late it now is to regret what has past

With our final chapters approaching so fast

Learn yesterday's lessons and make sure that when

You're given the morrow you heed them and then

Face each new day with a smile on your face

And leave in your wake a far better place

What's written is only the start and the end

The time in between, though, that's all yours to spend 

J2H.