Time is precious, this poem is for you.

Time is Precious

A dimension of hope,
A Universal clock.
Time gently passes,
Tick, Tick, Tock.

I look out the window,
What do I see?
A Vision of my mind,
Staring back at me.

Every little second,
Every tiny drop.
Fills the blue ocean.
Feeds the cold crop.

Rumbling in the mist,
This sound catches fire.
Your time is precious,
Fulfill your heart’s desire.

By Clarabelle, 8 August 2014