But after all what is time.

But after all what is time?

But after all what is time? But just a single grain of

sand lost in the desert lands or even one drop of

water falling from a midnight sky like rain? yet

lost in the oceans of pain. Maybe it is the single beat

coming from a broken heart or just a single frame of

a fractured memory that was leftover then forgotten

somewhere in the grey matters of our mind, as we all

live our lives confined to the one thing that we cannot

ever get back, called Time. How are we supposed to

come to a single computation to get a reasonable

explanation of how we come to the equation in the

amount of love that we will live in those so very few

moments that we have been given from our glorious

King and Creator who art in heaven to all of his creations

then confined again by time in our fear of mortality

by the ultimate reality in which we are driven by the

dreams and or nightmares of our life visions in which

we are imprisoned bound and gagged by our ignorance

enslaved by fear and hate where we will remain, as we

all down here are only but just humans with unreasonable

expectations through our many emotions that we bottle

up until we have been shaken, and then with no reasonable

anticipation of any type of climatic revelation that we

in the brief description of who and what we are In the

realm of all our simplicity will and without a doubt miss

out and even look back and wish for to anyway and in

every way with anybody that we can, then say that we

are so very sorry that we have squandered in the final

thoughts that we all will sit and ponder just before we

move on and go to a much better place in heaven right

up yonder, that if we could have known back then what

we know right now then we would have loved to have

had taken much more time while making love. So as with

anything and hopefully before our demise, please

try to remember that we as in you and me as in a single

people, not a race, color, gender, religion or creed have

been given to us no matter how much or even how little

down here on this planet together, TIME. so if we take all

of the time that we use to hate In this world and use it for

giving, receiving, showing, and spreading love, peace,

and understanding each other, this world would never

waste time by hating each other, and then we could be

making love all day and night while living instead of

creating war and death, which in my opinion is the way

we should all live instead.

Hate takes up to much energy I am lazy so I choose love instead.

Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.

A Poet's Journey