Time
Tick, Tick, Tick.
Time moving onwards, ever onwards.
Tick, Tick, Tick,
I see the moments moving before my very eyes.
The way she looks up at me,
The way she smiles.
I see the dimples in her cheeks when joy overcomes her,
The way they play,
The way she adores her.
Tick, Tick, Tick,
Time moving onwards, ever onwards.
So we steady our lives,
Embrace the moments,
Take hikes,
Ride bikes,
Toes in the sand,
Fingers holding cards,
Mixing dough,
Twirling hair.
Tick, Tick, Tick,
Time moving onwards, ever onwards,
Values rising,
Hope rising within us.
Peace resting over this home.
Here, together we come alive.
Here, we are known,
Here, we offer ourselves,
Our time,
Our talents.
Here, is where we see time moving on.
Tick, Tick, Tick.
Time moving onwards, ever onwards.
Tea brewing,
Hearts molding,
Tables and bookshelves in the building,
Sleepless nights and strengthening fights,
They all happen here.
Here within the fabric of this family.
Hands open and willing,
Hearts ripping wide open in holy surrender,
Rich presence in learning,
Pressing in as the dough.
Tick, Tick, Tick.
Time is known here.
The importance of the days magnified,
The gift of them acknowledged.
Each breath, each smile, each laugh, each tender moment held in remembrance.
For time is moving onwards, ever onwards.
Yet as it moves, it is embraced in all it has yet to give,
All the memories we have yet to still hold,
All the memories yet to still hold here in this home.
Praise on my lips
Abundantly grateful.
Time rocks me to and fro,
Never stopping for my requests.
Each day a gift,
A reward.
Working to remain present,
To change my perspective,
To maintain calm in the chaos,
To give praise,
Blessing the BEFORE,
Not the remains.
To wake each day with praise on my lips,
A new song in my heart.
Deep breaths,
New visions
A cup of grace each day.
Never perfect,
Always failing,
Yet never quitting.
Each day a day to begin again.
Abundantly grateful.
