I wonder what ripples my life will leave after my drop in time has passed. Will they grow to be a wave strong and forceful, or will they fade slowly into the others unnoticed? Such is the nature of life, a drop in the bucket of eternity and it's gone in an instant. You welcome … Continue reading Ripples


Time, that slippery substance Catching and tripping through our fingers while we brace and hope for more Time, that present wonder Existing here, already gone That blip between eternity future and eternity ┬ápast Over so quickly while we sleep In waking we ask ourselves if we've missed the moment we've been waiting for We watch … Continue reading Time