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Which is never out of date.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