Showers over Windermere from Holbeck Lane near Troutbeck.

The Cosmic Dancer (II)

February 8, 2022

John Roedel

It’s All About Time.

forgive like a comet

is about to hit

hug like the hourglass

is about empty

sing like your voice

is about to go mute

kiss like the candle

is about to burn out

howl like the moon

is about to be stolen

dance like the ground

is about to break open

write like the ink is

about to run dry

treat others today like they

are about to be gone tomorrow

pray like the world

is about on its final spin

laugh like your tears

are about to return

give like Heaven

is about to audit you

watch a sunrise like

you’re about going blind

hold someone like

you’re about to become a ghost

~ it’s all about time

be desperate to

live and to

love a little bit recklessly

caution is a luxury

for those who have

endless days to be patient

~ we don’t

everything is temporary

the calendar is flipping

so fast that it’s become

a wind tunnel

it’s all about time

~ that’s what makes

it such an adventure

fall into this sacred moment

~ it’s really all we have

spend every second

as if you are stargazing

from a hospice bed

fall into this sacred

moment with me

no more unspoken words

no more unmentioned mercies

no more unthawed hearts

no more unforgivable sins

no more unopened eyes

no more unfelt tendernesses

no more unlit candles

no more unkind comments

no more unattended gardens

no more unfinished poems

no more unheard pardons

no more unremarkable kisses

no more unbelieved compliments

no more unaware ignorance

no more unappreciated miracles

no more unopened doors

no more unhealthy relationships

no more unrecorded songs

no more unclimbed mountains

no more understated sentiments

no more unwritten love letters

no more unfollowed dreams

no more unheralded angels

no more unrealized opportunities

no more untouched conversations

no more unthought wishes

no more unuttered prayers

no more untrue sermons

no more unneeded desires

no more unnecessary worry

no more unused dancing shoes

no more unlocked vaults

no more unthoughtful insults

no more untied knots

no more unhappy compromises

no more unread psalms

no more unsealed tombs

no more untaken journeys

no more unseen wonderment

~ no more

these seconds

are racing by

let’s not waste

any more of them

sit with me now

and wrap your

legs between mine

and let’s laugh

together wildly

under this beautiful

falling sky

fall into this sacred

moment with me

it’s really all we have

it’s all about time



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