The awesome beat of time

Which ticks inside our heart…

From one breath to another

It unites and tears apart.

There’s a season much for all

One of love and one of hate;

A time of birth and death

Which is never out of date.

In a realm so eternal

This time does not exist;

As the seconds and the hours

Are not found in our midst.

As a step into eternity

Will leave all time behind;

As our spirit lives forever

And the hand of time unwinds.

(C) P.B. 2004

“To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven.  A time to be born, and a time to die…a time to love, and a time to hate.”  Ecclesiastes 3:1-2, 8