Time’s Personification

Like a rose stem swaying

The impatience of Time

Gives warning of love’s current-change

For it knows beginnings

Lead to endings

Nature

Like Man

Senses changes in atmosphere

Where one day of sunshine

Is apt to bring another of clouds

With tearful moisture

Often turning to a tempest of change

How stalwart the stem’s determination

Its Blume of rose petals eager to please

Like the heart of the innocent

Attentive to the currents of passion

Yet…

Comes the day when determined passion

Might give way

To tenacity weakening

When the heartfelt goal of growth

Falls victim to unpredictable clouds

Where neither love’s sunshine

Or compassion’s teardrops

Can hold back Time

For…

Duration’s metronome

Will always succumb to

Beginning’s windup

And ending’s winddown

Time teaches many of us…

There is paradox

In a dying rose

Becoming devotion’s passing gift

A bud anew

Its roots holding deep

It’s underpinnings of Time’s Twelve

Holding firm to usher in tomorrow’s One.